28 Monday Jul 2014
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I love articles like these. They jog my head out of the status quo and back into thinking proactively.
It’s said that you are most affected by and mirror the 5 people you spend the most time with. If those 5 people are happy to chug along without driving or striving, then it’s up to the individual to break their own mold.
4 Keys To Mapping Out A Better Career Path | Fast Company | Business + Innovation.
27 Sunday Jul 2014
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A good checklist to keep in mind. In short – feel the fear and do it anyway.
29 Sunday Sep 2013
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What a shame the weekend is only two days long. Saturdays for errands and some chores. Sunday for the rest of the chores and as much of the good stuff you can cram into a few hours. Add in at least one catch up with family and/or friends and the time for doing hobbies is seriously compromised.
There needs to be a third day. A day of unwinding from the chores and the errands. A day for a movie. A day for some art. A day for reading, while lying on the lawn in the dappled shade filtered by a tree. A day to nibble from a small plate of antipasto and sup on some fruity wine. But instead, we have to go to work. It just doesn’t seem right, does it?
28 Sunday Jul 2013
1 – Go into the kitchen to make a coffee – nespresso machine needs more water
2 – Filter water tap is behind the trays drying from last nights cooking
3 – Go to put away trays – realise they don’t sit well in the cupboard
4 – get out old dish-rack saved for such an occasion
5 – go into garage and hacksaw the dish-rack into two pieces – take off jumper as get hot
6 – set up trays in half of dish-rack to sit better in the cupboard
7 – set up bread boards in other cupboard using other half of sawed dish-rack
8 – go back to garage to clean up
9 – go into bedroom to put jumper away – see dirt tracked over the rug
10 – got to kitchen to get hand roller to run over the rug to save getting out the vacuum
11 – realise didn’t feed the fish yet – Artie and Sith doing cartwheels when I walked past
12 – feed Artie and Sith
13 – put back hand roller in kitchen drawer
14 – fill up water tank for nespresso
15 – make coffee
09 Sunday Dec 2012
Posted in musings
Today is the last day of my two weeks holiday. I had two weeks off to move house in June and now this is it for a good few months into 2013 (at least).
I had the first week over in Perth, Western Australia for the cricket test between Australia and South Africa mostly. I’ve never been to Perth before, so it was nice to cruise around a little and soak in the western vibe. I liked it very much.
Back home on the redeye – which basically wiped a day. To face four working days to tick off as many errands on my to do list as possible. I’ve got two big things left, half the Christmas shopping and sorting, one handmade art piece to do, and it’ll all have to get sorted during lunch hours…somehow.
Which of course means, that now I’m tired.
I need another holiday.
11 Tuesday Sep 2012
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I’ve not seen Brisbane CBD quite this bad before. Certainly public servants ‘network’ over coffee, but the groups are smaller this time. Real small.
If it wasn’t so serious, it’d be funny how close this is to fiction – everyone whispering “He’s back. Voldemort’s back”, but no-one’s laughing. There are a lot of pale faces.
I don’t think it’s started to sink in that professional workers, good people, efficient teams doing valuable projects are being sacked to meet a number pulled from Costello’s report. It’s sickening.
01 Friday Jun 2012
So, work is a changing with a lot of decisions being made that both my workmates and I will feel the effects of down the track. There’s a bit of stress involved in having my work changed – there’s some fear that I have to trust the bosses are making informed choices based on the facts – not guesswork or ignorance. Feelings of disappointment comes from the fact that there’s not much praise around for doing my work. So when it changes I need to be very clear that it’s not because it was done badly or that I failed – although there’s an element of that bias being implied from some unsavoury personalities. For my part, I’m trying to not be precious about what I do. I know I work hard, I know I know my work and how it gets done best. I know there will be inefficiencies created in the change and I’ll have to work them out. Cleaning up after dumb moves is a recurring theme in my work life 😦 And the pessimist in me knows the changes will be made whether they are the best way to do things or not. I don’t have a say. The hardest thing is to keep in mind that the buck doesn’t stop with me. And I can only do my best with what I’m given.
26 Saturday May 2012
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15 Tuesday May 2012
I’m nowhere near rock bottom – health, wealth, work or family-wise – but some of these are areas are keeping me awake at night. I can foresee a period of struggle ahead.
Any more rubbish heaped on from anyone and I’m gonna drown myself in this bowl of jellybeans. And I’ll do it, too!
14 Monday May 2012
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Spent most of yesterday beating myself up for not understanding the “tone” and intent of a meeting – I botched it. Nothing worse than walking out feeling blindsided and underprepared. It’s that classic “spend the next 24 hours thinking of all the things I shoulda/coulda/woulda said instead of what I did say” moments. Shit.
09 Wednesday May 2012
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Work has been a little unsettled of late. There’s a reshuffle going on with the higher paid members of the office community – not that anyone is saying anything. It’s like the powers that be are more happy to shift everything on paper and then tell the pieces the news and suffer the fallout.
I am one of the pieces. So how do I deal with being the last to know when it’s my 8 hours a day that’s changing? Beats me actually – I don’t do it that well. I go back to the important principles of leadership. The things I value in a boss – honesty, straight-forward info, handshakes, open communication and telling it like it is to the face of the person that it is too…if that makes sense. Basically I think I expect the kind of behaviour that doesn’t get delivered in times like these.
My “Queen CLM” title (ie. career-limiting-moves) comes from my not being able to look a game-player in the eye once I see how they make their moves. I lose a lot of respect for people very quickly. I know they don’t care about it – but I’ve never been good ~ never will be good ~ at pretending how they play the game doesn’t matter.
I don’t smile when someone’s blowing smoke up my arse. And I sure as hell don’t thank them for it. But, that’s my problem – so I buy myself some roses and sleep well at night. Not sure how they sleep – but that’s their problem.
03 Thursday May 2012
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