Unlike some, you don’t resent sudden requests or unforeseen detours. You expect them. They are inevitable. Indeed, on some level you actually look forward to them.
- StrengthsFinder
Finding out about oneself is sometimes a negative thing. I took the StrengthsFinder test several years ago and have used that info to help define my future. Better put, I use that info as a crutch to explain myself, or, excuse myself rather than help propel me forward. The info was immensely helpful. It helped me see ME from a different perspective. And it DID explain a lot. I wish I could use that info to help my future better than I have.
So, the saying goes:
If you fail to plan, you plan to fail.
Which doesn’t work for me. I realize the strength of ADAPTABILITY leans heavily on the word “detour” which certainly implies that there was a path, a road, a PLAN in the first place. Unfortunately, with a healthy does of fatalism (which, is, of course, another concept used to define those with my ADAPTABLE condition), I tend to just not plan. It becomes easier to let the plan develop on its own. Rather than ME at the helm of Ship Good Byron, the PLAN is at the helm, and I’m just along for the ride.
The plan was to move into the house and remodel the house for a while prior to getting “real” gainful employment. Well, Good Ship Fate decided to take me on a trip of FUNKHOUSE REMODELING where I’m doing work for others. This works ok, From an outside perspective. But, in the end, I hate working by myself. I understand concepts of small (micro) business ownership. But, I’ve found that very little of it is really that exciting to me. I like HELPING people. There’s a tons of crossover here. But, “business” gets in the way of “helping” and then. well, I just lose interest.
And then, fate took an interesting course with a broken ankle. So, everything was off. I SHOULD have used this time to sit behind my computer and learn WordPress better. Or C++. Or whatever.
Just getting past this and then the detached retina. So, do I risk doing any work? I break the rules if I am doing anything other than sleeping. So, I sit and watch old 60’s and 70’s TV shows.
And I can hardly see. So, even computer work is difficult at best.
So, there’s the Good Ship Fate in control right now. I used to thrive on the detour. Now, I’m thinking a regular 8-5 job sounds pretty good. You know, I’m in a good position to be a custodian. They certainly have to deal with detours every day. It seems as if everything else isn’t really finding a foot hold.
I’ve certainly written about this before and will probably continue to do so until I find myself in a pile of dust. And, as I have mulled over this post for several weeks now, I imagined a more eloquently written piece rather than this boorish “same ‘ole” UNmasterpiece before you.
