Kablamo! 50 days slide by in a blink. At this rate I’ll be done in 17 blinks. Focus has been a serious problem over the past four weeks due to personal and professional issues. Nothing that I can’t handle one at a time, but when the floodgates opened up, I knew that I’d be in for a fun ride.
The next two weeks are dedicated to sorting, packing up (and throwing out), moving, unpacking and settling in. I’m unsure what’s going to happen on the office front, but I’m fairly confident that I’ll be able to find something close to home before September (May and June will be on the road, July work travel & cottage time, and who wants to be in an office in August??). I had found a school program that I was planning on taking in September but opted to start in 2015. This way instead of dropping everything in my life to apply before today, I’m going to take my time and do things right. Put together a portfolio, gather all of my references and get ready for when applications will be accepted October 15th. And be the first application in (and hopefully the first one accepted).
That’s it for now. Time to get started.
What’s better – play hard ball or playing hard to get? I know that playing hard to get works, however as I get older and crankier I’ve come to realize that playing hard ball may be more effective in certain situations – particularly when starting negotiations with someone who has unrealistic expectations.
Over the past month, I’ve hustled hard to get a new venture started and I realized late last week that I’ve hit the dip. If you’re unfamiliar with “The Dip”, I’ll let you take a peek at the book by Seth Godin on the subject. I was at the point where I was undecided on forging ahead or quitting. After consulting a few trusted people, I decided late last night to forge ahead.
As well, I made the decision to consult my ‘action plan’ for the next 890 days. It was a little disheartening when I realized that – yes I had done a crapload of work over the past few months – but was it productive? Or is being productive a metric that should be measured? Or how would productivity even be measured over a variety of different projects with differing objectives and outcomes?
So this week a wee bit of time will be spent considering my new yard stick to measure progress and figuring out a better way to ensure that I can limit the amount of time it takes get through a dip.
It’s March 12th and I’ve only got 891 days to go. I say it out loud and my heart starts to race faster. How the hell will I get it all done in 890 days?!
It’s been a hell of a week. This time last week I was hosting a party at the Fairmont Royal York with some of the best jazz in the world. Managed to get a new publication launched, now I’m failing fast in terms of continuing to execute. I spent the better part of this evening trying to catch-up and now it’s 12:30am and I’m just packing up to leave.
Tomorrow I will opt for a change of scenery and work from home. I’ll put some time in to get some writing done and get something posted that is relevant and less of a freakout.
Fifth attempt at a haiku:Dark morning coffee
Spilling down chin shirt seatbelt
Run for tide to go
Hang tight, it’s going to be a bumpy ride. And no the tide to go did not get out the coffee stain. 😦