If you’re waiting for your ship to come in, wishing you’d win millions in the lottery, or hoping for that perfect job to come along; I’ve got bad news. The ship’s not coming. Your numbers are not going to be drawn. The perfect job will not magically appear. In fact, there is no ship. (Don’t worry, I’ve got something better.)
I see it all the time. Someone in the world drops the ball, and doesn't do something they most likely should have. Didn't do their job. Didn't finish a task. Did something incorrectly. You name it. Someone else comes along and does the job, finishes the task, or corrects the mistake. They could be the 'hero,' but too often they're not.
Our minds are a lot like computers. Every now and then we need to restart our machines. Clean out the clutter, delete old unused files, remove viruses. Whenever a computer in our office is having a problem, the first thing our IT Director will ask is, "Did you reboot?" And yes, that actually work most of the time.
I love Southwest Montana. It is my home, and I want the very best for it. It is unique, beautiful, and full of good energy. Great people, schools, businesses. Really, we live in one of the truly special places. There has been a big push here in Bozeman for the past few years to 'Shop Local.' I get it. The thought is that locally based businesses care more about our community and employ local people.
I was having a cocktail with a friend the other night, and we were talking about life stuff. He was asking some questions about my medical adventures of the past eight years, and commented that he was amazed at what a positive attitude I had about it all. I told him that there had been a few days along the we way when he wouldn’t have categorized me as positive. And I took a sip of scotch.
I needed to get my oil changed this weekend. Actually my wife needed to get the oil changed in her car, but I owed her 40-bucks, so I took her car in and paid to get the oil changed. Now we’re even right? (Actually, we’re even financially, but she owes me an hour and a half of my life back.)
On Saturday the New York Jets were down with only a minute and a half left after the Colts, playing at home, just scored to go up by two. In ninety seconds the Jets' season would be over. However, New York marched down the field and kicked a field goal with no time left on the clock. Final score, J-E-T-S 17, Indy 16. And NY coach Rex Ryan finally had his elusive win over quarterback Peyton Manning.
When I was in 4th grade, I thought 12th graders were adults (full of worldly knowledge and confidence). When I had cancer, I thought doctors had all the answers (having no question about just what to do). When I saw Barbara Streisand in concert, I thought she must love being on stage in front of thousands of people (loving the limelight and attention).
