we all get one shot at it; we had better make it count.
Recently, I had a long chat with someone who is going through a rough time dealing with the reality of a tough choice. This conversation has left me a shaken as I have empathy for him, and his situation. An Attempt at an Analogy: Imagine you are standing at the edge of a pier with a “rope like object” in your hands. In the water around you, their are several people who are in trouble and close to going under….
Time flies when you are having fun…and when you are disorganized as hell. People, it is time to wake-up and stop perpetuating the BS thinking of “…but I work best in this mess…it is, after all, MY mess and I know where everything is”. I am an organized, for the most part, individual. My office is fairly neat and my desk is free of clutter. I keep my documents and e-mail in a concise and organized manor. I am not…
Have you ever been asked for an honest opinion about something of a sensitive nature and actually gave it (especially when it was not a positive opinion)? When I was done with my small rant, I looked around at the faces of people I was with and realized that I may have said too much. You know the “look”, the one where everyone has a pasty ashen face and the blank stare of “what the heck was that Mac truck…
Yesterday, we had some old and new friends over for a 4th of July barbecue. We had a great time and conversation was generally lively. We had a ton of food and we all ate and drank to our collective fill. The kids ran around the house and played…and played…and played. Good times were had by all. In the late afternoon, most of the adults were chatting about world affairs and the conversation was a bit of an eye opener…