This has been a weird month for a Southerner of alternative sexuality.
Do you have confirmation bias? What should you do if you have it?? Let’s find out!
This book jumped off the shelf at me because of one word that isn’t even in the title, really: SELF.
You see, I was just getting ready to transition from a great job (I still miss you guys, by the way!) to working for myself. I was going from managing a department and a small staff, which was both enormously challenging and enormously rewarding, into writing for a living. While totally confident that this was the right decision, I did have some concerns; who, for example, was going to manage me?
Learning from architects, engineers, acousticians, and toddlers.
Did it start in high school? When my baby brother was born? Was it set before I turned 30? Was I born with it? Will I always have it?
I’m getting a little ahead of myself. Let’s start at the end and go back to the beginning.
Spoiler alert: I don’t believe in regret.
But here’s the longer version.
First, I have a confession: I am a perfectionist.
Which do you find easier: starting and sticking to a new habit, or breaking an old one?
Before we get to that, though, let’s talk about walking on hills.
Today is a big day: it’s the start of a brand new career, a new (kind of) life. I have left the security and enjoyment of a great job with really good people to strike out on my own and see if I can make a career out of creative work. It’s an adventure, it’s scary, it’s causing me to adjust some of my basic values, it’s exhilarating, it’s…wait, what?