Tag: Career

Inspiration From Email?

Pretty Flowers
Pretty Flowers

I’m “off” today and spending a little time on enhancing the whole social networking thing. Here’s a second jeff noel blog post for today, inspired by my reply to an email I received ten minutes ago:

Just this morning, when our son’s third-grade teacher asked me how I was doing and I said, “Excellent!”, I followed up with her, to be clear, by saying, “I have the weight of the world on my shoulders like everyone else, but I’m not going to let in interfere with my day.”

Pick any one my five daily blogs, read about 10-15 posts, and then tell me it can’t help you if you made reading it (them) the same habit I make writing it (them).

Or, you can do what you always do.

By the way, I have been involved in a career, with the same organization, for 26 years.  Did you catch that?  The same organization.

Seriously, you would think that blogging is my job.  It’s not.  It’s a newly (a year ago) discovered tool to help me become a world-class Dad.

Whatever you choose, may all the blessings and success you deserve, come your way.

The Art of Compromise

It's Who You Know
It's Who You Know

Heard this phrase the other night, probably on the TV as I was walking though a room, and I wrote it down.

“The art of compromise.”

We can take guesses as to what this means, or we can simply make up our own meaning. That’s what I did, and came up with five different ways:

  1. Compromising our mind, intellect
  2. Compromising our body, health
  3. Compromising our spirit, faith
  4. Compromising our money, career
  5. Compromising just about everything, CEO of Me, Inc.

The comment’s intent targeted the Senators power to say “no” to President Obama – relationships and the passing of President Obama’s Health Care Bill.

Some Senators held their vote until they got a really good deal for their state. This had people debating it’s fairness, and the Senator’s enormous power to say, “No.”

At the end of the day, it’s really about relationships and who you know.

Or maybe, just maybe, it’s about who you no.

Bothered Not Bored

The other night I told our son, “I’m bothered, but not bored.”

I’m bothered by the work load I put on myself.  Career, home, church, gym, home, family, retirement.

I’m not bored by any of it though.

Why?

Because I love it.  None of it feels like work.  So, being bored is the last thing on my mind.

Except for one small detail, and I must confess, “I’m bored with being bothered!”

Regret Is Awesome

Yesterday, as I was adding some tags to the blog post, I typed Regret. That word came to mind because it was the key driver in the decision to ride a bicycle across the country. Or not.

If I didn’t do it before I settled down and started a career somewhere, I knew I would probably never have the chance again.

Job, career, marriage, house, bills, family, kids, responsibilities, worries, challenges, health, cars, vacations, promotions, yada yada.

And so on October 5, 1982, with $75 in my pocket, I left Philadelphia for Washington State.

Regret is awesome.  Otherwise, I would never have left.