Making progress is probably the most motivating thing there is, especially when you’ve been stuck for longer than you thought was reasonable.
While working on a Saturday afternoon (yesterday) and into the night shouldn’t happen, i’m grateful that when inspiration struck, i was organized enough to go with it.
We are all weird. What with our idiosyncrasies. Some of which we are proud of. Others we feel a slave to.
In 2008, at 49, with a 50th birthday more than half a year away, i envisioned a 10-year plan to commence on my 50th birthday: five more years at Disney (for a total of 30), and five years to put a dent in the Universe.
No male on my dad’s side has made it past 60.
This morning i caught myself feeling like i am taking for granted the 3.6 years remaining (until 60).
Important note: Jack Noel lived to be 67. Early onset, rapid-progression Alzheimer’s Disease stole his cognitive abilities by the time he was 60.
Some chores require daily attention and we are the only ones who can do them.
Other chores happen weekly, monthly, quarterly, annually.
Some require experts to complete.
Annual tree trimming seems insignificant until you remember that next month is the peak month for Hurricane season (June 1 – Nov 30).
There are some chores we do once in a lifetime, maybe. One of those was yesterday. A phone call (from Epcot) with the guy that produces Lee Cockerell’s podcasts.
Will it lead to me doing podcasts? It’s a pricy proposition. How do you organize yourself to calculate the risk versus reward?
Oh, and one more chore. Bought a new Macbook two days ago. It’s still in the box.