In the Beginning . . .

I have vowed to spend the hours between 7:00 - 8:00 a.m. working on the IFP this week. So here I am back at the blog trying to figure out how to proceed. I'm waiting for some of the energy I sent out into the world yesterday to boomerang back to me, but I cannot only wait. I must press forward.

I wrote to my family yesterday and asked for new ideas, too. Mika wrote me back and suggested that I "think fresh again." That's what I'm attempting to do now. She also suggested a brainstorming conference call, which I may take her up on.

Meanwhile, my employer has re-org'd at the higher levels again as of last Friday. I'm not sure where I "live" in this new design, so I've lost my footing (again). In theory, it shouldn't matter where I live, because I still need to coordinate IST and UAT for the enterprise release. But the power structure has changed, and that will most certainly affect others around me on whom I am dependent. So there truly is a "real" affect on process and productivity.

But I digress. Why did I bring the reorg up here in this post? Ah, it is because I would like to do my project here at work, and each time I think I get a handle on something I could do here, we reorganize and I lose my nerve.

I *should* be more flexible - I'm a "change agent" for crying out loud! But I'm also human, with my own foibles and insecurities, so I need to be mindful of those and work through them.

So what concrete actions can I take during this morning time to make progress on the IFP? First, I can brainstorm, as I'm doing here. But that doesn't feel much like concrete progress. Second, I can start writing "the story" that Eric wants to read (by January 1). That would at least get something down on paper that I could stew about and react to. Yes, that's the ticket - I need to start writing the story.

Once upon a time, there was a crazy woman named Tina . . .