I am on a 90 day quest to sort things out and get things done. Days 1-4 were solid. Great prep work accomplished. Got a sense of things. Put some notes on some paper. Made plans. Gave my self a few Bs and a B+.
The last 4-5 days…not so good.
Self-discovering and that troublesome catching-up-and-rebranding doesn’t come without some effort. I’ll score these most recent days a low C with at least one generous D.
It’s all about good deeds, being true to oneself, and finally making use of that big slow cooker I own. Easier said than done. And I have that story about the girl in the bathtub. Great start there, but…
I decided today that really good writing is something you would be shocked to know your co-workers found on the office printer. I haven’t even mustered up that much.
To give you an example — by way of contrary comparison — this post reads like something I would HOPE my coworkers would find on the office printer.
“Why is Shane nuts?”
“Oh, why look! Shane is working on a project…and just getting started.”
Yeah, I don’t know. Maybe it’s best to revisit the crock pot, stroganoff style. (One “F” or two in stroganof?)