This is one of the most hilarious story songs I know:
It’s almost as long as Mariner’s Revenge.
Wonderful happenings!
Not sure if I told you, but the reason that I’ve been generally a very high paced person in all of my life was because I couldn’t differentiate between work and life.
I’ve since then learned how to differentiate. Cool.
One look at my career, and it would look like only moderate success. Unless my career is looked at as a long term plan. Basically, I’m good at going with it.
More later, but I think things are going sweet, meaning with my firm and with fortune 500 companies.
Keep checking my firm blog and my LinkedIn for changes, probably July 1.
I’ve been speeding down the runway, and things are about to take off!
This is not a professional blog, though, so I’ll have none of it!
I got a lot done today. You can definitely count me in on a lot of summer shenanigans.
First to explain the song:
Admittedly, I’m not sure if it’s the cheap headphones or the cheap radio player, but my arm-band radio no longer produces music.
So this song was playing in my head while I ran.
The reason? One little phrase:
Even rode my motorcycle in the rain
And you told me not to drive
But I made it home alive
So you said that only proves that I’m insane
It was just about to rain.
Which made me think of the next thing in this blog (see what happens when I run without music? I think):
Reasons I Run:
1. Exercise
2. Cardio – I am male, one of the main risk factors for heart disease
3. For my breathing – this is an area on which I will expend:
If you didn’t know, breathing is pretty restricted. As such, I have to be in better shape in order to breathe well and sound ‘in shape’. I thought I’d draw a picture, but since I’m an accountant, it was way faster to just make a chart in Excel, and screenshot it to a JPG. Here it is:
This chart explains why I should never let winter/Christmas/Tax season/anything else life feels like throwing at me get in the way of my being in shape.
4. I enjoy it, and I might be addicted to endorphins
5. It helps me maintain my stellar good looks (sarcasm intended)
6. Separate from my looks…. LEGS
Reasons I Run Faster:
1. To get faster
2. To increase my thigh range of motion (I take bigger steps, it makes me work more legs, and it makes me faster)
3. To beat the rain
Literally, today it was about to storm, so I ran home from my 2.7 jog about 2 minutes before a huge thunderstorm broke! I was pretty amazed!
Also business was big today. Meetings, but they’ll turn into more clients. Sooner than later, too!
Also, reconnected with a friend – she’s going to hang out tomorrow.
Dinner and games with another friend on Wednesday.
So much work to do, too! Remember the “good old days” when summer had time?
J Out!
Another great day to keep the great summer going!
Business
To start with, I did a lot of business. Nothing billable, but I’m working to greatly increase my offerings, create another revenue model, plus get everything lined up for that. It’s pretty tedious, but that’s how summer is in my business. I’m doing lots with people, though. It’s exciting!
Cooking
I had a jolly good evening. First of all, it’s grilling season, so I grill burgers, brats, chicken, and, and…. pizzas?!
It was perfect. Golden cheese, crispy crust. Yum!
Landscaping
If you’ve never been to my patio, there’s an awkward triangle of dirt in the middle of the patio, sidewalk, and grass.
It was always bad at holding mulch and it was over crowded.
I had the triangle cleaned out as far as old mulch and wretched Elm seeds (that are everywhere. Always. Dirtiest tree ever) are concerned. I took a good look at it and realized the problem:
Too much dirt
I proceeded to loosen dirt clean it up, and put it in a bucket. It’s good dirt, so I piled it in back where I’m going to tear out some plants (hopefully before it grows).
I was literally digging in dirt all night. I had a tool to loosen the dirt, but my hand proved more effective.
After I got the triangle below the brim of the sidewalk and patio by removing dirt, I filled it with mulch.
After that, I added my new solar lights.
The finished area?
My parents always tell me to wear gloves, but I never do. I figure it’s my fault for not having the calluses needed. Eventually from all the dirt, blood, cracked skin, and cuts, either my hands will adapt or they will fall off.
Hoping for the former.