both personable & competent
Sep. 15th, 2004 04:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
flamingswordMy life isn't about other people, but I've come to conclude it's not exactly about me either. Which is good, because I had been afraid that I was going to be another one of those self-absorbed grubby people who complain too much, and I really couldn't take that. I do complain too much, but that's fixable.
My head is pretty much sorted. I've had a few months of navel-gazing, and it was enough. It's time for me to move back into the extroverted part of my brain, now that remodeling is done. Mostly done, really, because what is ever really done in my head? Nothing, that's what.
So here's a list:
I complain too much.
I don't talk to Doug about what's going on in my head, and that's unfair.
I don't pay attention to . . . hell, everything. I suck, okay?
I'm getting scholastically lazy. I need more math or I'll lose what I've got.
I read too much brain candy, and don't sleep properly because of it.
With that all said, maybe I should devise an action plan. I'm already going to talk to my Mom about accounting, pick her brain about all things financial. Maybe that will give me enough of a framework, a pattern, to hang the rest of the information on. Because I haven't really got a clue. I'm not at all conversant with taxes and business organization, but it occurs to me that this is a very large gap to not have noticed before. Again, mea culpa: I know better than to think that either public school or college actually prepared me for the world. So maybe one of these days I'll just go up to the library and start at one end of the card catalogue, and see how many subjects I don't really know about. I want to be conversant with everything. And that will probably mean getting back into watching television again, but I'll get around to that. It can wait until I know how to run a business. Yay, priorities.
Wish me luck, Mac.
My head is pretty much sorted. I've had a few months of navel-gazing, and it was enough. It's time for me to move back into the extroverted part of my brain, now that remodeling is done. Mostly done, really, because what is ever really done in my head? Nothing, that's what.
So here's a list:
I complain too much.
I don't talk to Doug about what's going on in my head, and that's unfair.
I don't pay attention to . . . hell, everything. I suck, okay?
I'm getting scholastically lazy. I need more math or I'll lose what I've got.
I read too much brain candy, and don't sleep properly because of it.
With that all said, maybe I should devise an action plan. I'm already going to talk to my Mom about accounting, pick her brain about all things financial. Maybe that will give me enough of a framework, a pattern, to hang the rest of the information on. Because I haven't really got a clue. I'm not at all conversant with taxes and business organization, but it occurs to me that this is a very large gap to not have noticed before. Again, mea culpa: I know better than to think that either public school or college actually prepared me for the world. So maybe one of these days I'll just go up to the library and start at one end of the card catalogue, and see how many subjects I don't really know about. I want to be conversant with everything. And that will probably mean getting back into watching television again, but I'll get around to that. It can wait until I know how to run a business. Yay, priorities.
Wish me luck, Mac.
