Spending Time in the Shower (and other things)

I am in the throes of transitioning from one career to another and the meat of the matter is my new work routine. I have, as of late, been distressed over spending most of the week trying to fill my time with productive hours, ignoring the fact that my income generating days are usually on the weekends for now. It gives me a sense of uneasiness because it's a routine I'm not as accustomed to. 

I'm reminded of an episode of Seinfeld in which Kramer becomes distressed because he thinks he is taking too long to bathe in the shower. He takes steps to improve the situation by comparing himself to the bathing habits of his friends Jerry and Elain and comically goes to the gym to takes notes on other's shower techniques (which turns out to have very negative consequences).  In an attempt to take shorter showers he discovers he didn't rinse properly and still has has soap lather streaming down his neck and leg.

After failed attempts at modifying his shower routine, he finally concludes that he actually prefers longer showers and resigns to simply doing so regardless of his prior distress over it. He purchased a water proof  telephone, installed a garbage disposer in the drain, even prepared his meals in there and resolved to quit trying to take shorter showers. 

A funny scenario and it's a perspective I've adopted in a way. The fact is I am working.  I'm employed. I'm meeting our present needs with the weekend work in which I'm now engaged and for me to get distressed over my new weekday routine is unnecessary. To have a healthy sense of urgency to find productive endeavors during the week is a worthy pursuit but not one worth anguishing about. In my activities and pursuits of finding more and more creative endeavors, I can rest assured I will find them.  

Believe it or Not

 I don't always quote movies because most of the tripe coming out of Hollywood lately isn't my cup of tea but when a good story, good acting and good directing come together, it's something special. 

There is a scene from a movie that came out in 1980 that deserves my nod and I won't mention the movie but if anyone reads this, they may easily recognize it.

The scene is when a teacher tells a student to perform a task that requires great mental and physical effort which is tantamount to moving a mountain. The student expresses his skepticism with the remark "It's too big".

The teacher responds, "It's not too big except in your mind. You must unlearn that which you have learned."

"You're asking the impossible", replies the student who then walks away discouraged.

At that, the teacher proceeds to do the very thing the student said was impossible right in front of the his eyes. The astonished student gasps a reply, "I don't believe it!".  

"That is why you fail", said the master.

The scene is from The Empire Strikes Back" and I think George Lucas, the writer of the script, was giving a bit of autobiographical insert here as the Star Wars franchise succeeded to levels that even he could not have predicted.

Self-belief is essential if one is to reach any level of success one desires. The unwavering faith that comes from total dedication to one's craft.

Punched in the Face

This past weekend I drew at my first all digital, live event at the Katy Home and Garden Show and I gave myself a substantial learning curve. I had planned, in my head, how drawing digitally at events were going to play out and I expected good things. It reminds me of what boxing great, Mike Tyson once said: 

"Everyone has a plan until 

they get punched in the face". 

Saturday was very much a difficult day as I had a traditional gig in Spring Branch and hurried to Katy to set up the TV, tablet, drawing table etc. and by the time I did all that, I was well spent.

As time progressed, things proceeded as many first endeavors go. I had technical issues, missing equipment, I was tentative and intimidated at using it and very slow and choppy. All in all it was not a good day.

What's worse, is I later discovered a streak across the TV screen where I may have damaged it and I was so discouraged and exasperated that I wanted to cancel my time for the following day, Sunday, and forget about the whole thing. 

Then I began thinking that I made a commitment to my vender and as leader of a local network, I had an obligation to live up to the standards of the group. How credible would it be of me to stand in front of the group and stress the importance of stepping out of our comfort zone and taking chances if I bowed out that Sunday.

So, I decided to show up and as a result, I had a better day than the previous one. I corrected mistakes from the previous day, was more aware of the intricacies of the set up and more people were pleased as I became more bold in my work. 

It's a good example of how doing something for the first time can be difficult, embarrassing and fraught with issues but as part of the self employed, it's important to accept it, learn from it, improving each time. Zig Ziglar said, 

"Anything worth doing is worth doing 

poorly until we learn to do it well".

A Target Too Far

 

I’ve set for myself a financial target which I’ve shared with very few people and I’ve received different reactions. Some have simply encouraged me with the question of how I will do it while there has been one or two which have snickered and scoffed with remarks like “you don’t have enough time to do that” and maybe they’re right.

 There are no guarantees I will reach that target. It doesn't mean I won’t be happy until I meet that end, but it does mean I can be happy on the journey.

I must admit it is an unrealistic objective and from where I stand it’s difficult to see. It reminds me of the days in boot camp at the rifle range when it was time to qualify with the M16 rifle. Marines are known for their marksmanship and the qualification process is grueling. Every Marine is required to perform well at the range and hit a target 500 meters away.

The first time I saw the target at that distance I was amazed. The target was nothing more than a white dot on the horizon and when I aimed at it, the front sight completely obscured it. It was more than 5 football fields away: half a kilometer. I had serious doubts about my ability to meet the requirement. I asked myself “How can I hit a target I can’t even see?”. But I also reasoned that if Marines do it every day and have done so for generations prior to my arrival then it could be done.

I then immersed myself into the task. During training, along with the rest of the platoon, I learned everything I could about the M16A2 rifle. I learned it was a 5.56mm, air cooled, shoulder fired, semi-automatic weapon. I learned its maximum effective range and maximum rate of fire. I studied every detail. Its length and how much it weighed. I learned the nomenclature of every part. I could disassemble it and have it in a dozen pieces on my footlocker before me, name every part and then put it back together. I learned about ballistics, velocity, camber, trajectory, and how the weather, even the humidity, affected the path of the bullet.

I studied windage, elevation, sighting in, and how to breath while firing. I learned how much pressure to use on the trigger before the weapon fired and how to use the sling for leverage to steady the rifle.

No amount of head knowledge would help me if I didn’t put it to practical use, so I practiced and practiced. I fired the weapon at 200 meters, 350 meters and 500 meters. Each day I improved from the previous until finally, on the final day, qualification day, I was ready. Nothing could stop me, The rifle became an extension of my body and was part of me as much as my arm or hand.

I performed well at the 200-meter and 350-meter distance and then there was the mountain. When it came time to qualify at the 500-meter target, I was ready. Ten shots in the prone position and not only did I hit the target, but I hit ten bull’s eyes. In fact, I succeeded at making the company high score and was awarded the “Expert Rifleman” status prior to everyone else in a special ceremony. Out of 500 Marine recruits, I was number one. The task at which I thought was impossible just weeks earlier, I had become an expert.

At the beginning of the training, I didn’t have the vision of becoming the top rifleman but I became the person who could be him.

So, looking at the financial target I’ve set, I know, from where I now stand, it’s an unrealistic objective. I also know that many others before me have set improbable aims which eventually became a reality. If I do as they did, also as I did at the Camp Pendleton rifle range and learn everything I can about the work in which I am now engaged, then I may hit that target.

There are no guarantees that I’ll succeed at hitting the target but, in the process, I can become the kind of person who can do it.

There are the nay-sayers and the doubters, but they will always be with us. Those people are not the ones with which to share our aims. They’ll claim we’re too young to set that as an objective because we don’t know any better. Some accuse others of being too old and time and opportunity has passed us by.  

Too many, even after the target is hit, still express their skepticism. “You must have cheated” some might say, or some even alleged that we’re lying about it or succeeded dishonestly. All those nay-sayer types are the ones we need to get away from as fast as possible.

“Never listen to the criticism of those from which you would never take advice.”