So everything is a risk. Nothing is a sure thing… ever. No matter the situation there’s the point where you think it’s a success, there’s the point where you think it’s still workable, the point where you think it’s a write off, and then there’s the point where you know there’s no way to come back.
The hard part is that every one of those are usually right before everything finally works out the way it’s supposed to be. However, lest you think that’s a good solution, the way it’s supposed to be is not necessarily the way you want, it’s just the way it’s supposed to be. Do yourself a favor and don’t ever get those two things confused.
They most certainly are not.
In the end everything you do is gut work, no matter how much preparation you do and no matter how much risk management you build it… at the end of the day you have to guess, give it a shot, see what happens… but there’s no guarantees and everything can change in a moment.
Life is like that. All you can do is the best you know how and you hope for the best. Everything is sitting on a lucky roll of the dice…
Do you feel lucky?
In just a few words… a lot of searching. I’ve been on the hunt for a new gig since May 1 and it’s had me on the road all over the place, both virtually and literally. I’m still not employed but I am interviewing several times a week and I think it’s getting close. It’s one of those things where I’m going to know when it’s right. When I’ve found my bliss. I’ve come close, I’ve actually interviewed with the same large organization 6 times for 3 different positions, but I’ve still not found the perfect gig. My short list this time is actually pretty stripped down for me. I want a brand, a big brand, or an agency with several they’re repping. I don’t want another short term contract… I want a home’ish thing that’s going to last more than 6 months. If I wanted to do the damned Bachelor I’d be on it… of course being married might be a complication but I could figure it out… I’m tired of going in a door and thinking “is this the one?” and getting the answer of #nope. #Nope pretty much is not a good answer for anything, other than eating breakfast with my bestie when he does that trick with Over Easy Eggs where he explodes them all over the rest of his food and I quietly say “oh I’ll just have the dry toast and a large piece of cardboard to partition off this table… yes Matt, I’m talking about you. And the last thing that I took off the list this time is that I am no longer married to staying in Florida. I know… holy shiz! Who saw that coming?
Short answer – NOBODY!
So with that stripped down list, I’ve sent resumes all over the US and I’ve interviewed in places I never dreamed I would consider. I roadtripped to Detroit even, and before you say it, yes, really, the Motor City? Well, yeah, it’s on the list… along with Piscataway, NJ, Seattle, WA, Austin, TX, Chicago, IL, and virtually any place that has the right money on offer and meets the rest of my scant requirements.
As for why I’d leave Florida, the place I love with all my heart… well I’ve got a million economic reasons why but mainly I think the feelings stem from a desire to push outside of my comfort zone. I need more brand experience of course, there’s that small reality, but I’m feeling too rooted these days and you guys all remember that I’ve spent most of my life as a tumble weed… the longest I’ve ever lived anywhere is now officially Lakeland and the longest tenure in a house was our rental on Derbyshire. Yes, seriously. Five years. It was a lifetime. Of course now we own our house here in Lakeland and that’s even harder. I never intended to own anything other than the clothes on my back and a random collection of “the things she carried”… I certainly didn’t intend to be a permanent fixture anywhere… but here I am. So it’s time and I’m looking… everywhere.
As for the plan, for the next move I won’t be gone forever but I will achieve my goals. I don’t have a lifetime left and it’s time to figure out this next chapter. Every new beginning is some other beginning’s end, right? Well, that’s what they say anyway… we’ll see. I’m writing it now… as hard as I can… and so far it looks pretty good. Life isn’t about living one thing, it’s about rolling with the changes and making them work for you. I’m doing exactly that. I’m fine, really, and I’m good at this. 2016 hasn’t been the best year but it’s been survivable.
It’s what I do… what I love… who I am. So who are you? Do you live? Do you just exist? Why? Change it up… look around and know that life is short and you only get one. Just go do it.
Yeah… again… like that’s not something brand-new and shiny for me… right? But yeah, since apparently self-hosted blogs get deleted if you don’t update the credit card info… ten years of my writing, erased in one button push. I know, seriously? WTOH? And we’ve been told the interwebs are forever… that’s a lie from the pit of hell kids, just so we’re clear. So I’m heartbroken, so much content gone, so much of me deleted.
But I can rebuild, I can still write, I still know the engrishes. But I’m still mad. Really mad. Like unreasonably, ridiculously, irrationally angry AF. At me, at Bluehost, and pretty much the interweb too. Stay out of the way… this could end up getting ugly.
Update: Thanks to the wizardry of my good friend Chuck Welch I’ve been directed to a source for at least a good chunk of my old posts. It’s tedious work copying and pasting the old stuff but I am rebuilding, slowly but surely. You’ll see more and more content continue to show back up over the next days/weeks/months as I continue recreating my past. Thanks again Chuck! You’re a lifesaver!
Something? Well, what we’re not entirely sure, but it’s going to certainly be something. Or we’re changing for the sake of change… sometimes it feels like that anyway but I sure hope not. However there are days when it feels like we take the pieces of our life and toss them into the air just to see where they land. Like some bizarre game of 52 card pickup, only with people and places and things.
Remember, God always laughs when we make plans… always.
But yeah, we’ve got that change thing going on again… as you’re probaby aware if you follow my Facebook feed any at all. More changes. First, the good news… FunEmployment 2015 is over and I have a new job. Not going into the specifics, already done that other places and thanks everyone for all of your encouragement and kind words! As for what I’m doing, well it’s a brand new thing for me and the best description is some sort of bastart love child created from everything I’ve ever done in the past. Yep, that about sums it up.
Hooray for new challenges and opportunities!
Also filed under yet another big change… the other half’s finally decided to do what we both agree is necessary for his Mom… just be there. It’s important and it’s worth it. We’ve hopefully got an entire life ahead of us… she doesn’t… enough said, decision made. The best way to put it is that if it’s this hard to do then it’s probably the right thing to do.
So life goes back to the separate and equal world we’ve been living in off and on this year. I will miss him fierce, just like he will miss me, but we’re grownups and we do what we have to do. Life is about adapting and moving forward. Evolution, despite what that total moron Ben Carson says, is very real and happening to every one of us every day. We change, we adapt, we find solutions, we reroute, we move forward…
Or we die.
Wow… pretty hard choices… only not really. Change is part of everything. Change is what it takes for us to remain viable. I don’t know about you but viability to me is very much an important thing. In fact being viable is why I’m still here… how about you?
To close this I’ll borrow JFK’s words…
Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future.
Make a difference… embrace the change… grab life with both hands and live – today and tomorrow. Remember, you only get one shot at this…
make it count.
Today’s thoughtful thought:
I’ve posted this before but with everything going on now I think it’s more applicable today. Just leave them laying baby… move on.
Thanks Tupac… miss you man.