I'd like to take this time to thank myself for not going completely crazy this last week. Crying babies, very little sleep and just the aftermath of all the drama from last month and I'm still standing...
...although a little wobbly!
But, I'd like to take some time and do a little weekly review.
Personal accomplishments this week:
- Finish two projects for work that will reward the company for a while
- Keep my cool despite the constant pressure to find a new place and money to pay for it.
- Cut back on my liquid sugar intake. No soda!
- Did a weekly review
Things Still on my Mind:
- How to make more income
- How to improve the relationship I have with my family
- What are some more activities that I can do with my children in the winter time
It just feels weird for a variety of reasons. There is the traditional protestant guilt that one is supposed to be working everyday combined with questioning wether or not you are contagious topped with the delicious pressure of all the things that need to be done.
Although you can’t tell by only looking at my blog, but I’ve made a commitment with myself to write more often. It’s usually how I cope with some of the “opportunities” that life presents to me and I typically feel much better about myself and my path in life.
Recently, I’ve been having some difficulty getting started on some posts. I catch myself worrying more about what tool I'm going to use then the actual content of m writing.
I was going to wonder what the pros use, but it doesn't matter. The important thing to do is to just write something.
Writers write. Programmer program. Simple.
My father recently had a stroke and was doing some intense physical therapy down in Vallejo.
But he's coming home today! This month is really coming around!
Today, I woke up from a nightmare. I dreamed that I was unable to move forward with my life. That there was some list out there that kept track of my every mistake and that it prevented me from getting a raise at my current job or to move to another job. There was a guy who let me look at the list and it was filled with minute and cryptic offenses. The whole time I stood there shocked because there wasn't a way to defend myself... it was all on the paper that I wasn't supposed to see in the first place. What do I do? How can this be fair? Some of the things were so small as to seems inconsequential. Some of them had nothing to do with who I was, what I had done in the past or how I had changed over the years.
Waking up, I realized that I was looking at the fear I've of just letting my past mistakes dictate who I am and denying myself of the possibility of being better.
My goals for the year include (in no particular order)
- Get into great shape
- Learn and document a programming language
- Continue to be a good father
Well, let's see how it goes.