Yesterday doing email on a raft in the pool, a jet in upper left corner.
i think the reason i put off living vibrantly was because i was so busy trying to survive the day-to-day.
Because my life wasn’t vibrant, i kept things set to survival (busy) mode. Obviously, now is not the best time to live vibrantly, right? i’ll get to that later when i we get my life in order.
But then i thought what if this week is the best week that i’ll ever have in my entire life and i squander it and never regain it?
Thinking the best, most vibrant is ahead of us – and waiting for it – is dangerous.
That was really clear yesterday.
Yesterday, and the entire past week, has been crazy good.
Screen shot from a friend’s Facebook feed last night. Real life in real time.
A Facebook status update from one minute ago
For curious minds only please…
One day while traveling i was very concerned about something.
It’s a first world problem that is as trivial as it gets…
What if my travel schedule made it impossible to write the five daily blogs?
So i wrote an extra day’s worth (5) the morning before departing on a long flight.
Worst case didn’t happen and i was able to write like normal the next morning.
This meant that there was now a surplus of one day.
Over time, usually on a particularly productive/inspiring weekend, after writing the normal five blogs, i’d keep writing.
Eventually this led to having a one week surplus (35 posts, or seven days multiplied by five extra posts for each website).
Somewhere between year two and three writing got even more intense and a 30-day surplus was created. i wasn’t writing to build a surplus, it’s just that i couldn’t stop writing on some days.
It was not uncommon to write 10-12 hours on a Saturday and 10-12 hours on Sunday too. A weekend like that might produce 25 – 50 posts (five to ten days worth).
Between years three and four, the surplus grew to 90 days and finally capped at 100 days ahead, a 500 blog post surplus.
Crazy.
What i’m about to write today (Aug 19) won’t go live until November 27.
It’s quirky.
It’s real.
And until it happened, it was also impossible.
So, you know those things you dream about but self-talk yourself out of?
Here’s to challenging you to stop saying you can’t.
How’s this for impossible…
It’s been 2,332 days in a row writing 5 daily, differently-themed posts. Then add in another 100 day surplus, and that’s 12,160 blog posts.
Yesterday on high school tour. Mickey is tattooed on my heart.
Who’s writing my story?
It’s a question that changed my life in 2008/09.
This was the timeframe that an unusually weird Disney layoff provided the gift of feeling vulnerable for the first time (at the time, i was in my 24th year at Disney).
This was the catalyst for creating a Plan B even though the layoffs were done.
The best time to worry about your next job is when you don’t need to.
My next job revolved around the dream of being the captain of my own ship – a solo entrepreneur. To take everything i learned in 30 years at Disney and retire at 55 and begin the quest to put a dent in our Universe.
PS. Unusually weird means that the process didn’t make sense to me, nor to literally all of my colleagues.
