Blame it all on my roots

This little march down memory lane has been refreshing. I have remembered a few things I had forgotten.

  1. I like using song lyrics as section headers – this started with my grad school papers eons ago.
  2. I have been in iterative design and development for a long, long time – kind of nice to find more legacy artifacts.
  3. Pictures, pictures, pictures! Oh my goodness these are spread throughout my hard drive.
  4. A lot of things changed during my tenure at my latest gig. It is more than a little unsettling to put it all together.
  5. I think in dates. Give me a date and possibly an experience or question and I can tell you everything I was doing that day. This is scary!

 

Troubleshooting…

This is one of my better skills. I listen to what is going on and figure out what the correct next question is to help get us one step closer to a solution. Tonight I figured out why I am good at this.
During our evening call tonight, my mother had me panicked about a power outage and their deep freeze going out. It was a rather eventful day for her and she was still shaken.
If I had stopped listening at her description, I would be panicked and looking to buy tickets home.
Fortunately, my father was there. Repeating the information Mom had shared back to Dad, I was able to ascertain that someone left the door open on the deep freeze which led to a mess and Dad had turned off the power so he could fix it.
It took me awhile to get from ‘the sky is falling’ to reality, but I blessed to have that opportunity.
Thanks Mom for teaching me the listening skills.
Thanks Dad for teaching me the translations.

What Do I do?

I find this to be one of the most fascinating questions we ever seek to define.

I always like to say, “It depends.  Who is asking?’

The easy answer is I am a consultant.  Is that vague enough?

A lot of the additional response is always framed by the answer to my question, “Who is asking?

I bake.  That is one of the things I do.  Heck, I even made money doing, once upon a time, in a land, far far away.  We call it Kansas.

As a baker, I had to know how to read a recipe.  The recipe provides you the things you need to make something yummy.  Alas, that is but part of what is needed to bake.

Baking is a science and an art.  There is skill involved in creating a work of art from scratch.  This is why I have the utmost respect for those who can do it and make it look so easy.  Although it was amazing, I needed to find a way to make more money, a wee bit easier so that I could take care of the other responsibilities in my life.

I took this skill set of reading the recipe, accurately interpreting it and creating the masterpiece and began applying it to other things in my life so I could finance the rest of my life.  Somehow, slowly I became entrenched in telco, which is where I remain today.