Report:
It’s been a couple of weeks since the last, enthusiastic post. The last 14 days have been awful, and though I’d rather just forget them that wouldn’t give a very balanced account of life, trying to follow the huna way.
To start with I should have been in England at the start of the month. I had a really packed and enjoyable 3 days all lined up. Business deal first day, and excuse to deduct my expenses. Then up to Birmingham, fish and chip supper with mother, then evening meeting with my Huna guru. Next day, pub lunch with best buddy, drive up to visit dad, overnight in Audley (probably full of scotch), bit of shopping for sausage, spices and other stuff you can’t get here, then home. Perfect!
I woke on the 2nd feb to the news on danish radio that London was snowed in. For that to make the danish national news I knew it had to be bad. Sure enough there were no flights landing in Stansted. Bummer! And there was me thinking I was in control. I decided straight away to abort, not wanting to spend the day at the airport waiting for a flight that would never materialise, and wondering how I would get on driving a hire car with summer tires in a snow storm, not to mention flying home again. For a few minutes it fealt like a gift. There was no-one expecting anything of me for the next couple of days. Unfortunately I couldn’t keep it a secret that I was home and suddenly it was me that was snowed under with stuff people needed me to do, on top of which my wife and kids got ill and I went from jet-setter to nursemaid/stressed programmer within hours. Whether the disappointment weakened my defenses I don’t know, but sure enough the next weekend I went down with man-flu of the worst kind. Unfortunately (again) on the Monday my wife was even more ill than me, so instead of a cozy day in bed punctuated by the occasional hot, sweet cup of tea and sympathetic remark, I had to look after our 4 kids who, as luck would have it, were on holiday. I supposed it couldn’t be worse, but then it was! I had to work Tuesday and Wednesday, actually in the offices of a customer, which is not my prefered environment at the best of times. Thursday and Friday I’d plans to work on the house, but couldn’t find the energy.
The upshot of all this was that negative thoughts were allowed to creep back and dominate. Frustration, guilt and worst of all self-doubt took hold. There still here tonight, but now I’m determined to tackle them. I have a stack of half finished projects I need to close. The rest of febuary I’ll just have to concentrate on clearing my desk. I don’t see where I’m going to find the time for self development, unless I get up in the middle of the night, as I’ve done to write this post. The one positive thing I can take from this is that I usually do have time and freedom for whatever I really want to do. That’s a luxury the wage slaves I’m working with may never know.
Therapy over, that’s enough feeling sorry for myself. Onward! I’ve got another 5 days working “on location”. To be honest, I’m beginning to get used to it, so it shouldn’t be too bad. I’m through with feeling guilty about not getting the house done, that will just have to wait ’til next month, where I can actually work on it during the day while the kids are at school. See what I mean? Pure Luxury!
What else? Have started work on platform to revolutionise classroom IT. Have landed first real “digital signage” project… will hopefully have some encouraging success stories again soon.
Things to do: book new trip to England!!!
