I have a four-year-old Macbook Pro that is in need of a tune up and maybe a replacement.
Been a good four years and it has served me well but the unit isn’t operating the way I want it to anymore and the steps I have taken to improve its performance haven’t made the difference I need them to.
Had a couple of conversations with experts who are supposed to be able to offer guidance but they haven’t come through for me.
It’s unclear if poor communication on my end is the reason for it or if those I have spoken with are to blame.
A kind man in an F-150 almost solved my dilemma when he decided he absolutely had to exit 121 at Hall-Johnson and invited me to chew on his bumper.
I opted to verbally chew on his rear and saluted his stellar skills as I passed by grateful that I didn’t end up at the Target off of Glade in need of bandages and Ibuprofen.
Anyhoo in the midst of watching the road, considering computer options and thinking about dinner plans I thought about how sometimes people can make you a little crazy.
And then I reminded myself that I tell people not to let others live rent free in their heads.
Took my own advice and wrote a letter.
What Comes Next?
“You have at least two, maybe three or four books inside you. When are you going to write them?”
It made me pause and smile and then I asked the question.
“You haven’t read anything I have written, at least not that I am aware of. What makes you think I have a book in me.”
They told me I am tell of stories. I couldn’t argue that nor was I inclined to. There is truth there.
There is also truth that I haven’t written the book, let alone books. I have the material. I have the ideas, but I haven’t yet converted idea to more than a thought.
Not sure why, can’t say it is laziness but I can’t say it is not. Can’t say it is lack of confidence but I can’t say it is not. Can’t say it is because I am not entirely sure how to do it but I can’t say it is not.
I suspect I have spent so much time rebuilding and reframing that I haven’t gotten around to making the time for it.
That is a poor excuse but it is what I have got and apparently I am not bothered enough by it to change it…today.
Ask me a different day and you might get a different answer.
I feel changes in the air and suspect that things might look different in a few years and though I have some ideas I won’t speculate here…not to day.
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It takes no clairvoyance or Magic 8 ball to predict things will be different.
Go back five years and I was in the middle of interviews and hadn’t received my offer to come back to Texas.
There were other possibilities that included staying and or other places. The only thing I knew without question was there was going to be a need to find a new home
Go back six years and there was a final interview for a different position with a different company here.
Go back a few years before that and there was a trip to Virginia to discuss a position there or an alternative in Chicago.
Life happens and if you are smart you roll with it. I am ok with that not because I like it but because necessity pushes me.
It is easier to go along and get along, though I am not always good at it. But I try and sometimes that is all you can do.
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