Wednesday, October 1, 2008

OK boys and Girls, Here we go......

So, instead of writing down my answers, I'll type them and then print them out.  Cheating, maybe, but it will still be commited to paper.

#1  Define your nightmare, the absolute worst that could happen if you did what you are considering.     
Fine, The worst that could happen is that I have no income, no house, lose custody of my kiddos.  Sell all that I own and live out of a cardboard box on the side of the road.  or under a overpass, in the middle of a storm, with a tornado bearing down on me as the ex pulls up and screams that the whole lesbo thing was an act and she really just didn't like me.  Then my GF gets out of the car and tells me that she's leaving me for a Russian ballerina.  My female dog walks away with a kerchief on a stick while my male learns to speak; calls me an asshole, then bites my hand, pees on my leg.  And splits.  I'm alone.

#2  What steps could you take to repair the damage or get things back on the upswing, even if temporarily?
Aha!  Mom's come with built in unconditional love!  Ok, Dad's do too (I know, I am one), but being that mine has been deceased since I was four he doesn't apply here.  I could TEMPORARILY bunk with her (MOM) and draw upon my skill set, which is many.  I could join a crew and do construction, I could always hook up with a restaurant and either do line work or Sous it in the kitchen, or wait tables after a shave and a haircut (two bits!). More money in the latter than the former.  After showing income to the courts I would then resume custody of the kiddos.  Find myself another dog or two, especially one that doesn't talk or have the ability to tie a kerchief onto a stick.  I love my GF, if she left then I think I'll be done with relationships.  It's been a long haul.  Now if she were to return with said Russian ballerina in tow and said "How you doin' big boy?"; theeennnnn that would be different.

#3  What are the outcomes or benefits, both temporarily and permanent, of more probable scenarios?
Hmm, I could travel in my Westy.  I could go back and finish school because I WANT to.  Build a better lifestyle and a more positive enviroment for me and the kiddos with the stress relive that would ensue.  Even better I could have full custody of hte kids for bursts of time; like if I were to follow one of my ideas, then I'd be on the road alot.  Then return and give the ex a break by having them full time.  For a bit.  Could definitely achieve a better outcome than THE NIGHTMARE as listed above.
 today, what would you do to get things under finacial control?
See the answer to #2, minus the moving in with MOM bit

#5  What are you putting off out of fear? (Note, there are explanations in the book that follow each of these questions that I really don't have the time or inclination; let alone the typing skills, to put down here.  One of the things in this question he mentions is doing something that makes you uncomfortable every day.  Now I've heard that before and even seen the bumperstickers, apparently, this guy used to try (maybe still does) to contact famous people for advise. EEk)
Hmm, answering these questions?  Sometimes even little things make me uncomfortable, like calling for the lumber that I need to use in a certain project.  Actually, making phone calls make me uncomfortable.  I remember when I started my remodeling biz that I had for awhile that I had to make phone calls, cold calling, and I was a wreck.  I would pace back and forth and ne so nervous.  I probably came off sounding like an idiot.  i think that I've been putting off this deck that I'm doing due to the massive amount of sweat equity that I'm going to have to put into it.

#6  What is it costing you-financially, emotionally, and physically- to postpone action?
My line of work is physically demanding.  Being my age and doing what I'm doing is starting to take it's toll.  i feel it in my bones and see it in my face.  The GF tells me I look awful and I chalk it up to allergies.  Not so the case.  I have to ba able to move faster than folks 1/2 my age.  And i do.  Monetarily wise, I'm dead in the water.  Emotionally, I'm stressed to the gills.  Not good when having girls coming up on their teenage years.  By not acting then I'm looking at a life of serious irritation.

#7  What are you waiting for?
I'm not, not anymore.  I'm not going to rush in but I'm going to enjoy this change.  Watch it and nurture it.  I don't want to get preachy either.  I would likje to help others achieve what I know I will.  Friends and family alike.  After all, what's the point in enjoying a new lifestyle if you don't have people you like to enjoy it with.


Allright and there you go.  Now I get to clean my house and make some calls.  For those of you out there that don't know.  This is all about leaving my old job, learning a new way to make income, and have more time.  If I said it before, then this was the last time.  Have you realized that some of the best movies, adventures and stories of all sorts start out with moving off into the unknown?  The first moments are always the ones that might even take your breath away? Scare you?  Right now I feel a little like Bilbo Baggins, (not Frodo, then I'd have to look like I was about to break down crying alot and be miserably depressed about my burden that I can't share) but setting out on a fine morning, waking stick in hand and wondering what's to be around the next corner.  I guess I need some furry toes.  Now on with the adventure.  

Sunday, September 21, 2008

A good excuse

Write, or something like that.  Now that it's nearing midnight I was supposed to come home and and answer some questions and be done.  However, I received an email from a dear one whom I love who was ... distraught after reading my post.  So to clarify I'm posting my response.  Edited to protect etc.  And no, it wasn't from Mom.

Allright, my iBook won't let me cut and paste in the little box.  let's just say that it was long and rambling.  in a nutshell, Not looking for the meaning of life or trying to find Jeebus (see Simpson's movie).  Not trying to upset anyone.  Just exploring new ways of thinking (not drugs) and doing it on the web for all to see 'cause that kind of soul bearing is scary, yet a relief.  I don't believe that we should work for 40 years and then enjoy life.

My brain is fuzzy and Given that the email that I shot off was long and my typing skills poor, I'm going to bed.
Cheers.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Ever been Scared of words?

Yes, exactly words.
OMG, fucking words.
Yet there I sat minutes ago reading and being asked some simple questions. And the kicker is that I should answer them....ON PAPER. Wow, what a concept. And I'm scared to do so. So now I'm blogging for the first time in about 4 years on a different site about changing my life and the fact that I got de-railed 10 minutes into doing so. Hey, why not change my life and perception of reality, so called American reality and put it up on the net for all to see and watch me fail. That is, IF I fail. In brief monents of synaptic (SP?) firing I realize that one of the things that I'm scared of, is succeding. Allright fine, cliche, hell yes. But is something cliche if it is true?

What am I talking about?
Ha!
Well, I'm a pro-chef and I'm bored.
I bypassed some Exec-chef postions; o.k., ran like hell away from them, after I realized what soul-sucking, time-killing, life-draining situations they truly were and went back to a position where I am more than comfortable and making about the same amount of $$$ that I was when I left. My body is taking an extreme amount of punishment since I do a fair amount of line work as a Sous Chef, long hours, and the fact that I'm nearing 40.
I'm merrily divorced and have been with the same GF, Jo over @ head nurse, for at least 4~5?? years. Time doesn't matter, just the company.
I have two daughters that I literally have 1/2 a week at a time. Sundays through 1/2 of Wed. My youngest is special needs. She is almost 10, the older is almost 13 and a genius. I'm certain of it.
This is your typical It's time to change my life B.S. middle age crisis yadda yadda type o' blog. But is it a mid life crisis when you've been having the same thoughts for at least a decade, knowing that something is better out there, but your just too scared to do something about it? So you read about all of these stories and maybe get roped into some scam that wants you to invest XX amount of dollars and your lucky if you get your money back (guaranteed!). But are there real guide lines?
After taking my daughter, the young one (aw hell, lets call her Jane! The other one can be Doe. Aren't I clever? Pat me on the head like a good boy.)sigh....to a learning center because her math skill are in the tank; I found myself killing time in a bookstore (yeah!) with a gift card that I received last Christmas. And I kept gravitating towards a book that I could basically get for free. Well, it had a 20% off sticker on it so it didn't cost me a dime.
It's all about how to let go, leave your job, join the New Rich (NR), live like a rock star even though your broke and ...it tells you what to do. The Holy Grail? For FREE?




Why the FUCK not?

After all, isn't this what I've been wanting? A guide book?
So now The Book is wanting me to do something! How dare it?! Write down your fears. Putting something on paper is, well, a commitment! Last time I did that I wound up getting divoreced from a one-legged-lesbian! AAArgh!


So join me, true believers, as tonite after work (gatta go now) I'm going to write. On paper.