So here I am late at night reflecting on the curious turn of events that happen to me on Friday. As is my custom prior to leaving for Seaside I go shopping at Costco. Since I didn’t have much in the house in the way of food I knew that buying food for the trip would be straight forward and simple. I’m not such a gourmet cook that I have to worry about bring precisely correct spices for things, or tough to make foods. I figured, for this trip at least, I’d buy most things in Seaside at the local Safeway. Fortunately, Seaside has a significant local population and the stores can’t afford to price gouge like so many small ocean side towns. On my way home I decided to finally call Seaside directly and confirm my reservations, again, it’s part of my ritual. I was shocked and frankly embarrassed to find I was off by one week. My vacation week starts NEXT Friday. I will still be local for Thanksgiving this year, just like last.
I take such things in stride knowing full well that things are just what they are. It was MY poor planning, not their’s. I came home, unpacked, and made a few phone calls to stop some things from happening that would have due to my being gone. Late afternoon came and I went to lie down for a bit. Thirty minutes later I receive a phone call from a Washington State agency in the criminal justice system. They had found my resume on the major technical consultant website a couple weeks earlier and were only now contacting me to interview next week for the work they needed. Thus, if I had gone off to Seaside I would be driving back Sunday night anyway. Now, I will likely have a new contract (working from home again, what’s to hate about that!) and be able to take my full vacation without the burden of cutting it short for a job interview, further I will be home for Thanksgiving with family.
This week has been a week making little progress on my new business. Although I did clarify some new features that now must be incorporated into the sight, all work I can do. The early excitement about having a large number of homes to list right out of the gate fell through, but I also decide to joint venture with a mortgage broker that can ply his service nationally too. So, in the end I’m actually more on track than I thought I was at the beginning of the week, despite the week’s slow start.
My daughter, Gina, has decided to return to studies that will lead to a degree in medicine. I’m proud of her, she is doing life much like I’ve both taught and modeled for her.
I teach my kids to ‘try careers on for size.’ Wear them for awhile and see how they fit on you. Talk the talk, walk the walk in as much as you can. Reserve the right to change for the better, and don’t fear failure.
Failure simple means you are taking risks and moving forward.
Life doesn’t feel as tough this past week. I’m also feeling much ‘lighter’ now about the events to unfold in the near future.
I have no problems.
Thanks for reading this far.