Randomness
January 24, 2012
About ten years ago (summer of 2002), while I was working in Yellowstone
National Park, I took a lot of time that summer for personal reflection. The the
rocks beside the Snake River and the roof of the cabin where I lived became
close companions of mine. I took a lot of time to examine where my life was at
that time, and there were a lot of things that I didn’t like.
Towards the end of the summer, based on my reflections, I started writing a
short series of notes to myself. I titled these “Personal Initiatives” and set
out what I wanted to change and how I was going to go about doing it.
There were probably 50 or so entries. Some of these were fairly arcane and maybe even silly. Among them:
Get rid of my acne by washing my face twice a day.
Wear contacts any time I’m not at home.
Take better care of my teeth.
Get in better shape.
Pursue financial independence and keep a budget.
Get better grades and get at least a 3.0 from that point out.
After I returned to Auburn that fall, I looked over my Personal Initiatives from
time to time. And it occurs to me what a good motivation this was for me. As
evidenced, my near term goals in many of my initiatives I achieved within the
next 3 years. I never earned less than a 3.0 after that fall. I was financially
independent in 2004. I’m in better shape now than I was.
Not only that, but my plans gave me goals. Even the arcane ones (“wash your face
every day”) gave me little things that I could do to feel like I had
accomplished something every day. Not every goal had to be in outer space - I
could accomplish 5 things just by walking out the door each morning.
Of course, some of them I completely blew too. There were a lot of entries about
future planning that involved me becoming a pilot. Some other entries concern
wanting to have a family (not there just yet…). But overall, I would say my
success rate for my personal initiatives in 2002 to today is probably close to
75%.
The reason I’m thinking about this is that I kind of feel a bit like did in the
summer of 2002. Lost. Listless. Unsure of what I want in my life but unhappy
with where I am. And without a plan. Every day I get up and go to the same job
and do the same things I’ve done for the last five years. Then I go home and do
the same thing each night. The cycle usually never varies. Now, to be sure, my
life is much better than it was in 2002. I’m married, a homeowner, active in my
community. But that seem creeping, nagging unhappiness is still there.
Unfortunately, I don’t have the luxury of taking an entire summer off to work
and reflect on my life. But I’m seriously thinking that it might be time to
write down some more personal initiatives. Having passed 30 now, I can’t help
but feel that I’ve entered a new stage of my life and, if I don’t want to spend
this entire decade listless and unhappy, that I have to begin to plan some
things out and set some goals for myself.
Yes. I think it’s time for some more Personal Initiatives.
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