Traveling List

We are finally ending the Thanksgiving Day celebration as we gently transition into regular life again. Like most, first I must endure the travel home.

Yesterday I successfully put my foot down and finished one website (minus the PayPal installation). I have learned several things through pushing myself to the end:
1. Pick a comfy chair: If you plan to sit for an undetermined amount of time at a computer, get some padding underneath those under cheeks. Sitting for 5 hours on an oak chair does not help “shape” anything - except flatter.

2. Hydrate with water: Not sure if my body is ultra dehydrated but going back and forth from holiday Amaretto and coffee does not make a person pee. Hydrate with water and coffee.

3. Illustrators are gods: Give me pencil and I can whip up a cute dog or Christmas tree in the matter of minuets. Sit me in front of Adobe Illustrator and after 2 hours I will yield useless crap. Illustrators are the most underpaid, overused, and gotta be pissed off people in the world. They probably all had dreams of getting a fine arts degree, sketch incredible well, only to be working tediously with a damn computer to make a living. God Bless them.

4. I am a Working Machine!: I am a horrible girlfriend, cook, forgetful friend, and mouthy employee, but damn it, I can produce. I proved what I thought inside..give me a few uninterrupted hours (minus coffee breaks and pumpkin pie snaking) and I can whip shit into place. GRRRR!

Everyone needs a bit of a break after solidifying their ass to a chair for 5 hours, that’s why I am spending my day at home making a Gingerbread Train. It’s good to try something, to get out of the same old drudgery….so why not a Train?

To-Do: Organize Head Space

Coming down from overeating and oversleeping, keeping my to-do list at a minimum is the safest route to sloth recovery. My main purpose today is to organize my head space.

Trudging my feet through the mud in getting some websites up and running, I realized I need to be “mentally” organized. I noticed a habitual pattern in my running lately, where I almost reach my goal and then stop. I tell myself “I’ll get the extra half mile done just by walking through the day” or “I’ll make up for it later”. I am making the conscious decision to willingly stop working right before I reach my goal. I question whether or not I do this with my business goals.

“You eat an elephant on bite at a time.”

Currently I am working on five blogs at once. Two is content only, one needs data input and marketing, and the last two, well, they need it all! I was working tid bits here and there. Gave me variety and flexibility to work on what I “felt” like. It also, gave me the excuse to stop just before the finish line.

Today, I am going to start eating my elephant one bite at a time. First, organize and write a plan of what needs to be done. Then, from here on out, each day, each bite, will be finished 100% until I take on another.

Manic Monday - Nov 17

Of all Mondays to start off bad, why this one? Right from the get go I feel like I am kid who didn’t step up to get the last cookie fast enough. Instead, it was handed off to some other snot nosed brat.

Today is going to be that day, where I feel like I haven’t worked fast enough, hard enough, and produced enough results. I am torn. Wanting to scream ” I am one woman, one person…FUCK! I can only do so much”, and being very calm, just accepting my lost cookie as a learning lesson.

I am going to choose the later because it comes with a very good lesson.

Even though today didn’t start off early with a good morning run like I wanted, I still crossed off four items. Well, kinda…

As my day rolled along, I rolled fluidly with it. Didn’t bust my boobs on the bench press like I wanted, but instead, I got some more web database course done. It was probably the more “adult” decision of the day.

I decided to expand my web development knowledge last year by taking a position out of scope of my qualifications. I knew the power of the web and the shift in American jobbank to more technical based jobs. Though I secretly love electrical engineering, I wasn’t thrilled about going back to school in pursuit of a second bachelors. What I didn’t mind, was throwing down some cash for a certificate in web database development.

Realizing that my current J.O.B. is not a “career” for me, I question what I will actually use these new skills. Getting stuck in a techie department of some large corporation like Caci or Lockheed Martin, doesn’t really turn my panties inside out. I did realise that I enjoy any job in which I can manipulate or create something. As a production manager, I got down and dirty with the guys testing cable connectivity, assemble connectors, and write up BOM for new designs. Here, I get to create and design blogs, ads, etc. Though I am “terrible at PhotoShop” per my boss, I still give it a shot…over and over and over again. Yes, each attempt gets slammed down, but each time I learn something new.

So I like learning, creating, and having my hands in the muck. Which means I will probably go back to my BSBA and get some crappy cubicle job reviewing contracts or shuffling paperwork. Boy, couldn’t be more excited about my future…

Not So Sinful Sunday

My Sunday was less sinful than hoped for. Instead of busting out my top things right upon rising, as taught by a legendary lister, I worked it in reverse order. Stopping at number 4. Though I enjoyed a good nap on couch and met friend for dinner, I’m wouldn’t say it was a good trade.

The nap resulted in waking up feeling like someone threw a rock at my head. Should have guessed the multi-color crap I coughed up during my A.M. run was a sign a cold still lurking. Hard headed, nothing stops me from running except post boob-job recovery.

I would have traded dinner for accomplishing number 1. Feeling completely obligated to show face, and kinda thinking real life human conversation instead of Twitter might be good, I relunctantly ate an overpriced salad. Unfortunately, what I realized was trying to talk about nothing is a lot of work. Owning a dog as the only thing in common won’t flourish deep and energizing conversation. Shit, if barely afforded me 50min of meaningless crap.

Lesson of the day is, I value Twitter tweets, blogger’s blogs, newspapers online, and Facebook friends (even if I don’t speak their language.). Simply because you are geographically separated from people who share your real interests and stimulate your mind, doesn’t make them less worthy of your time.