I Must Not Be Fooled

Today I am getting my second set of duck eggs to hatch. Yes, I’m screaming inside, of excitement! Almost as nervous as the first time, and almost as worried I’ll mess up.

Last time, I managed to hatch 10 out of 15 ducklings (13 fertilized), so it’s not that I’m not confident in my hatching ability. But… What if I rely on this confidence alone, and unintentionally take it too easy?

2 weeks old

I must not be fooled by my previous successes. This goes for anything. Just because something went well once, doesn’t mean it’ll work out a second time – not if the same energy isn’t put into it. Or actually, more energy, to compensate for the risk of slacking off.

Even after hundreds of hatches, I must remain conscious of what I’m doing, deliberately moving through the process. That’s how you learn new things. Indeed, wouldn’t it be sad if I hatched hundreds of sets of ducklings or other birds, but learned nothing new after the first time? That certainly won’t do.

Again, the same applies to all areas of life. If you start doing something like a mindless routine task, just because you’re good at it, chances are you won’t really improve or learn much. You might not get worse, but how will you get better if your brain isn’t there?

Each repetition should bring new wisdom. For a higher level player, it might be every 1000 repetitions. Just shooting out numbers here, but I do know that progress slows down the higher your skill level is. You simply need more data. Your brain needs more data to process and find answers in. Maybe it takes 1000 times for that special “mistake” to occur, the one that changes everything. At the very least, a major discovery won’t occur the first time you do something, and certainly not every time. Minor discoveries should be more frequent, though. Or, I should say, beginner level.

When I get my hatching eggs today, I will put equal or more care into the incubation and hatching process. Now, I won’t experiment foolishly, but rather I’ll be careful not to let my guard down.

Experiments are fine, but they come with a risk. At this point, I’m not ready to take risks. When my number of live ducks is sufficient, and they start laying their own eggs (and I have a second or third incubator), I’ll dive deeper into experimentation. Because then, I can afford to lose some. Now, I can’t.  

Is that the wrong mindset? Should I be willing to take risks from the get-go? Maybe. Maybe not. A small risk, yes. A big, well thought out risk, sure. Any size of risk that hasn’t involved a deliberate thought process? Um, no… that’s as foolish as gambling instead of investing.

People gamble and buy lotteries in the hopes of winning big. But they don’t realize that they could strike just as rich by changing their lifestyle. Generally, people don’t want to change. They like comfort. At least the people around me. Yes, it does make it harder to be around people like that.

Successful people say you have to surround yourself with the right types of people. My surroundings consist of some of the most inefficient people who are allergic to planning ahead. Yes, it sets me back.

And yet, I suppose I’m a hypocrite for not changing the situation. I am changing myself though. I do not hope that I can change anyone around me.

Writing this, I realize that it might never work. Not to be a pessimist, but a realist. The situation is pretty bad, and maybe taking a leap out sooner rather than later would benefit me. I know it would.

Like anyone, I am afraid. By asking for too much, you risk losing it all. Risks should be smart, not blind.

In my situation, taking that leap would put a bigger burden on me. Burden I don’t think a person should have. Not taking the risk means having to walk through thick mud. At least with the farm business, due to disagreements in the family as to what it should look like.

It’s quite a ridiculous obstacle, yet feels insurmountable. Writing it down, I feel foolish for letting it get to me so much, instead of finding solutions. Solutions are indeed what should be sought. But are there any, that involved staying here? There must be. I love farm life. And as a part owner of this farm, I have a right to stay.

My duck business feels like an insurance to me, something only I can control. Something of my own. Maybe it means I should put more effort into it, in spite of the impulsivity of the matter. Maybe it’s not impulsivity, but burning passion. 

One should remain calm when making decisions, no matter what. But, with that said, I did launch a teespring featuring my ducklings. While I don’t expect to make any sales anytime soon (unless you reading this really like my cute products!), it doesn’t hurt to get things started.

Honestly, I have too many ideas about duck products. Duck toys, duck diapers (yeah, that’s a thing), duck accessories for humans… and why did I not think of it before  – duck waterers and feeders! 

Ducks aren’t as popular as dogs, but there is a market of duck-lovers out there. Maybe there’s even a way of finding out approximately how many there are, at least in my area/country. At the very least, I can go after the number of members related Facebook groups have.

Ducks are amazing, I’m telling you. They are joy itself. Just look at them!

Ok, enough ducking. My point with this post is, never let yourself be fooled, by yourself. By your previous successes, your advantages, your lack of disadvantages… they’re nothing if you lack the drive, passion and will to learn and put thought into what you’re doing.

My husband in soul thinks it’s easy to become an Olympic athlete. So far, I’ve had no luck convincing him otherwise, letting him know that it’s not necessarily the skill in itself that is the hardest to acquire, but the discipline required to do so, and to avoid injuries. Treating your body like a machine means sacrificing laziness and leisure. Those are the hard things, because we all want to be lazy and do nothing every now and then. A winner gets up anyway, and that’s what sets them apart.

Again, I’m a hypocrite, speaking of my future riches, but potentially not making the necessary sacrifices. The thing is, you always sacrifice something. It’s just a matter of what you want to sacrifice. I guess i need to sort that out.

I don’t want to sacrifice my marriage, but I feel like that’s what I would do if I cut myself off the family. One person alone can only do so much. Two people cannot do more than twice as much as one person. Our plans require the presence of additional people. 

It’s tricky, very tricky, but I believe this 77 day blog journey will clarify things significantly. It will mark the start of something new. My era as Jocelin Dawn

For this post and day, however, I am done. It is only 8:37 am, but getting things done early doesn’t hurt. Tomorrow, I’ll boast more about my new hatching eggs, haha.

In the meantime, look how big my two week old ducklings have become! It’s crazy. They grow so much each day!

Thank you for reading, and I hope me and my ducks bring you joy and clarity (or questions leading to it).

Jocelin Dawn 

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