Progress. What does that mean to you? What does it mean to anybody? So many people have so many definitions of progress. The truth is that progress is a cumulative effect on all the things that are important
What’s Important Anyhow?
Choosing the best path in the moment.
The image is one that spoke to me, because that’s how I’m feeling. And today’s post is literally just a journal entry because I have a few minutes until life starts.
See, it’s about ten to noon, and I tried to make it all make sense for my alleged mind, but the truth is that today’s going to be an insane crap shoot.
I got nothing more than 30 minutes of consecutive sleep last night due to the two little girls having what amounts to a rough night.
Top that off with there is literally only 53 dollars left in our family account so the weekend will be more frugal than was initially planned.
So, Friday morning, life is insane as usual (that almost doesn’t even need said anymore), I have two boys who are now in homeschooling due to this fucking COVID mess that our government is dragging out and on, and I got an email asking if I had done something for work that I naturally hadn’t gotten to yet, but it was due today or Monday at the latest.
Panic Time. Oh, wait there’s a note from the client, their bank is having issues and things aren’t going to clear as required, wonderful.
The end of the calendar year should be just one more day in the process, but it always comes with so many stupid issues that are often just plain preventable or hardware failures or something.
What is a guy to do? I have a meeting at 3:00 (Zoom, thankfully) but I look like a Sasquatch since I stopped shaving when the kids came home from school for Christmas. On top of that there’ is a stack a foot high of client files that I need to get through in the next few days, and of course the usual processing details don’t stop either.
So what’s the best path forward?
>>Work harder, longer hours, make more money and get everything caught up?
>>Find a second income stream that doesn’t take so much of my time.
Maybe I’m thinking too big on this one. I am tired, like stupid tired. At some point I am going to need a real nights sleep and some actual time off to go downtime and recover, maybe camping with the kids will be a good thing, but we need a better camper to do that with, which costs money and we’re back to square one, I need more, now.
I suppose that first thing right now is to go make some coffee, shave and shower and try to come back to civilization before the elusive Sasquatch is spotted in a Zoom call.
I know this didn’t go anywhere, but I had to post something to get my mind and my ass out of netural, and since this is my blog that I pay for, I get to be as offensive or irrelevant or both as I want to.
Cheers, and Happy Monday all,
God is watching, so is Santa Claus
Duke