The Good Life. |
My Potbelly is still open through the end of this week. I'm tentatively poking around for other gigs, but if I were serious about it, I'd be cutting a CD and taking it to every bar, restaurant, and coffee shop on the east side of Columbus. Instead, I'm peeking at restaurant reviews online and making lists, but not really acting on them. Meanwhile, I wrote a Textbroker article this morning and caught back up on my Helium rating. I believe that this Potbelly door closed in order to open a new, unexpected door. I always hate it when that happens, though. I don't know where the opportunity will be: Gigs? School? Writing? I start digging around for possibilities, which makes me crazy. Am I supposed to be focusing on the school? It's wildly successful, and our summer camp program is ambitious, but also unique for the area. Maybe I'm supposed to focus on that. Or maybe I'm supposed to find venture capitalists to support my planned 2013 expansion. Right now, I have plans to open one new school, but why not three? Why not five? I could spend the next two years strategically planning a mass growth that could employ hundreds of people and make my family comfortable enough to prevent the ulcers Keith gives himself over finances. Or maybe there's a brand new gig that will pay more, bring me more attention, and land me a record deal? Or maybe I'm supposed to be revising a novel, writing a new one, writing songs, or starting some kind of nonfiction work? Since I have no idea which door just opened, I am compelled to peek down all the hallways. This is why I get so scattered. I run back and forth a lot. Reach 300 students at MTMS by 12/31/11: Actually, we are holding steady at just over 150, because we're withdrawing as fast as we're enrolling. The stagnation is frustrating, but that's because I'm impatient. One more month of this, and then we will see growth again. Compile book inventory: No activity. Pick scheduling database by 7/31/11: No activity. Reading: One book per week. I managed to jump ahead to 71%. Writing: (1) Blog at WDC daily: I missed a few days. (2) Blog at MT.com by the end of Wednesday: Yes. (3) 30 minutes of daily freestyle writing: No, but isn't it ironic that I implemented this goal just before I lost a job? Count points: Here's the plan. I'm not counting today, tomorrow, or Sunday. It's Easter weekend, and I have family plans. But Easter Monday is a day of new beginnings. It's never too late to start again. |