life at 50,000 feet

So last night I sat down and did my “50,000 foot view” as described by Getting Things Done author David Allen. Actually I can’t remember the exact altitude he called it, but that’s not important. The idea is you sit down and look at your life in whole and figure out where you want it to go. What you want it to be. You write down everything, no matter how outlandish. You create a clear picture of your desires and goals. Maybe even some you didn’t realize you had.

So last night I sat down and made a list. I’m pretty sure it was only half a list, as once I got started my mind began to wander like crazy. It was a little like opening the flood gates. Then, as if by plan, when I fell sleep I had a vivid dream about the company I work for being bought out by a charismatic European guy who basically told me I was free to have my job the way I wanted it.

So this morning after I woke up I started typing up my dream, in an effort to record as much info as I could before I forgot it (You know how dreams can be). I wanted to remember everything, so I could look back on it and figure out what I needed to do to make the dream a reality. Wow. That sounded really motivational speakery.

That, after all, is the mission behind the 50,000 foot view. Once you’ve got your list of where you want to be, you come up with your plan of how to get there. The details of that process are in Getting Things Done and too elegant for me to poorly boil down here.

I’m debating whether or not to post my list. Certainly not until it’s done. We’ll see. I haven’t sat down to start planning yet. I can’t decide if I should keep going with my list, or if I should try and start figuring out what I have now. Either way, I like where this is going. Wheels are turning. Lets see what comes out.

don’t forget…

I know weather is relative to one’s location and all, but today is an amazingly beautiful day. Things can get stressful, and days can get busy, but on a day like today, where you can feel the sun on one side of your face, and the cool breeze on the other…those are the days you HAVE to take 5 minutes and lay in the grass. Close your eyes, listen to your surroundings, and just drink it all in.

No matter where you are in life, this is just one of the things that make it wonderful.

signs of genius

This is a picture of my son. In his hands he has a set of keys we made for him. A set of keys I thought were long lost. He fished them from some unknown crevice, perhaps a couch or a toy box thick with plush and plastic. Once retrieved, he traveled across the house, and began to attempt to unlock the door.

I’ve heard the phrase, “Where do they pick this stuff up?” before, but it never really clicks until you see it for yourself.

A few days later, I find him with the DVD player’s disc tray open,and he’s placed a disc in it. Sure, it was upside down, but who hasn’t done that before? I have to question is taste though as it was some baby DVD of Teresa’s. Not like Baby Einstein baby DVD, like “The Glories of Natural Childbirth” baby DVD. It’s a little early for him to be learning where he came from. I don’t need my son’s first word to be “ovaries.” I get enough of that kind of talk in a house with a nurse.


I just had a wonderful experience with a butterfly on the subway platform. Judging by his erratic flying manner, I imagine he’s not long for this world. But he was nice enough to climb up on my hand and sniff at it with his long proboscis with great fervor. He was very brown. So much so he may have just been a pretty moth. One of his eyes was black, while the other was nearly clear. Intriguing little creature. Only problem was his insistence to stay on my hand, and the subway’s insistence for being on time.

The rushing world does not pause for such frivolous study of butterflies.

P.S. I totally stole “//” from Lucas Huang. But I doubt he reads my blog, so he’ll never know. Sucker.