I am sure you are considering whether I am as far gone as people think. Here it is, near the end of a week, and I am talking about getting excited and making things happen. I’m sure somebody is trying to find the phone number so they can call Mrs. Balof and ask her to please take my temperature.
I want to assure everyone that I’m fine, and yes, I do believe it is time to get excited. We are barely into three months of the new year. I am still looking for the party to start. I believe in parties and revelry. They are a positive influence on the soul. However, it gives us little time to do great things of wonder.
If you have ideas and new items that you want to share with others, now is the time to do it. Look at today as the first of a thirty-day month. Get out a sheet of paper and divide it into thirty blocks. Five rows and seven columns should do good. Now you have a brand-new calendar for thirty days. It may not be enough time to build Rome, yet, still enough time to do some good things. If we want a win, starting now, we have a new day and a better way. Think of all the positive actions you could take with this.
Remember, if your first thought is going back into bed and pulling the covers over your head, once the day is over and you have done great things, you can do so. Until you have gotten something underway, it is time to figure out what you will do and how you will complete that mission.
It would be wrong for me to tell you how you had to do something because this is your dream. Look at me as the cheerleader urging you on, encouraging you to find your path and take it. There are plenty of things that could come up and try to deter you from your work, and some of them are important. However, please don’t let the minutia get between you and your victory.
Do not think that I am pushing you out the door towards a day’s work and then trying to sneak back to the La-Z-Boy lounger myself. I am knee-deep in launching my new course and am building a good surprise or two for everyone. I need all this working and in the field in 60 days. Am I a mean old master sergeant? I don’t even cut myself any slack.