I’m starting to enjoy January.
This is a pretty big deal for me since I’ve always considered myself something of a “Fall” season person.
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m well past my postmodern teenage angst years. I’m not skulking about all moody and shit, I’m feeling cautiously optimistic.
Things have settled a bit on the home front into a new normal for us. The pressure at work is always there, but I been focusing on taking a more strategic long view. I’m outside of my comfort zone in a few areas, but I’m not letting that bother me (Facebook Live every Wednesday at 10:00am – FIU College of Business springs to mind).
Who am I and what am I becoming? Holy shit, am I starting to embrace “adulthood”?
Well enough of this vapid stream of consciousness crap, it’s time for me to start writing about HR, Cigars, the fact that Simon Sinek has jumped the shark, and how the Miami Bubble has ruined me for life.
I’ll leave the heavy stuff to the others, for now I’m going to get back in touch with my wit and try to crash a few high profile cocktail parties before April. Hell, I’ll even try to get Karen to go with me, that will be legendary…