Another weekend. Another lost day in the sun with the boys and instead looking at this screen. Almost spilled my coffee just now- funny.
Gonna show this MBA who I am, then I am gonna celebrate in November with the family. And in April, Disneyland with the boys.
I will show you.
I think I have a sprained toe. From my son, by accident. Kicked my foot.
Anyone else working on a paper until 230AM? I am still tired from Tuesday night.
New job? Sure, load me up- I have capacity.
10KM run/ race last week? Yup, I did it last Sunday.
3 year old that doesn't want to sleep? Sure, we can deal with that. Gimme two.
Vegan? Well, the diet management is suffering, and the journal is incomplete for a few days, but I can start that tonight.
Happy spouse? Mostly! Ha! We have a date night tonight. Or maybe we will play games at home.
Self care? Well, sometimes.
Finances? Well, yeah, that. Ok, life wouldn't be adequately stressful without tight finances.
Family? Most are healthy or close to it. Or something.
MBA? Well, that is the reason I have a vacation day today. To sit at Starbucks and chop wood and carry water.
"Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar,
You're gonna go far,
You're gonna fly high,
You're never gonna die,
You're gonna make it if you try"
Stop complaining Dieter.
Not many understand the MBA, unless they went through it. No many understands a cohort of students writing a letter of complaint to the Dean about the very situation you are currently in where the guidance and support from the faculty is near zero and a writing coach is almost mandatory to get this project done. Not many understand that the project you are working on is akin to being blindfolded in the woods at night and told "RUN RUN RUN - you have no time". Few have worked with writing coaches, executive coaches, counsellors and leaned on family and friend to survive. Few have spent $100 at Starbucks over three weeks while trying to cognitively function enough to write four sentences while knowing they will likely get cut out anyway.
Head down, tail up, smile, get this done. Complaining is not helping.
Dieter Wentzel, CPHR