With Flexibility 

That’s how all systems need to be built.

Frameworks and guidelines, not rules.

Change is inevitable.

Plan for it. Expect it. 

Build in the unknown. Work through uncertainty. 

When your system can handle life’s challenges; it is the right system 

 

Habit Tracker

Completing my habit tracker is a great feeling. My brain fills with endorphins; I get the light-headed feeling of accomplishment.
 
Each item down means I’ve made progress somewhere. Things important to me are getting done daily.
 
When I fall down on getting things done, my tracker is my runway to keep me grounded.
 
Each week I jump into the fray, yet each morning I plan my attack.
 
[Tweet “The system works, I work the system.”]
 

What’s on my tracker?

 
Standards. Items that I need to get done that ensure I maintain my quality of life. Chores, errands, and hygiene items that while not forgotten; can fall to the bottom of my priorities list.
 

Why?

 
An interesting question with many answers. Because I need to see it on paper. Because my brain loves the recognition. Because organization brings order from chaos. Because without a place to return to I would wander. Because I want to. Because I can.
 
 

We Have A Problem

He was not crazy. This was a methodical, calculating person who committed a heinous act. Because when you say he was a crazy person, you give him a pass. You allow the field to be set for you without taking the time to analyze what occurred. Step back and assess for yourself.
 
These are the facts: the man moved across the country, stayed off the radar, stalked his prey, analyzed facts, planned his action, and then carried it out. Does that sound like the work of a crazy person? No, I disagree. The actions show forethought, intelligence, and purpose. While I disagree with the assessment of crazy; I do agree that the actions were heinous, disgraceful, and uncalled for.
 
The Left will try to change the narrative. Force the public to think this man was crazy. But when you look deep you see that he was one of their stooges. This was a political assassination. Not a crazed madman on the loose. But a person who held specific political beliefs and acted on those beliefs with the barrel of a gun.
 
Could we have stopped this from happening? Everything I’ve read says yes, but I disagree. Anyone willing to lose his life in service to his beliefs is a formidable foe. Thinking and speaking harsh rhetoric does not make you a criminal, terrorist, or someone on a watchlist. It is your actions that should be suspect. Nothing that this individual did in the lead up to this disgraceful act was cause for concern. He moved from his home state to another state – so what. He posted on Facebook angry remarks about conservatives – big deal. Over and over his actions itemized do not warrant concern.
 
Let’s step back, speak the truth. One man committed a heinous act of violence in the name of an ideology.
 
And I know everyone will blame the gun. C’mon, can we please stop? The gun is not the problem here. Whether it was a gun, knife, or truck the perpetrator would have committed his act of violence. We need to get past this. The most important thing I learned from this act is that heroism exists. The two police officers acted with valor and honor. Responding with extreme violence while outgunned and in an ambush. This should be our focus. The heroic actions of these police officers. To the men and women in blue, I salute you. Thank you for your service.
 

Learning through Reading

I enjoy learning about syntax and grammar. My goal is to be a better writer. By learning the proper rules. And then by doing things as I see fit. My favorite writers are the ones who say what they mean and no more. No long winded speech. No misused words. 

I’m reading, “The Redbook”, and find it enlightening. I didn’t know the least bit about all the rules. Still in the beginning of the book, yet already it has helped. 

I hope that through paying more mindful attention to my writing that it will improve. Only time can tell. 

Learning is a hobby of mine. 

 

Individual Rights

I believe in the rights of individuals. To live life as they see fit. Not regulated. Cared for. Or controlled.
There will always be dirty players. Bad actors.
 
Freedom-loving individual liberty. Where your rights end at the periphery of another’s.
 
[Tweet “That means I decide. The choices are mine. As are the consequences. That means I decide. The choices are mine. As are the consequences. “]
I can be a non-drinker, social drinker, or alcoholic. Each is a choice I make about my body.
 
Become a doctor, garbage man, or criminal. Same thing.
 
Why do we feel that few can decide for many? It makes no sense. We fought many wars against this tyranny. Yet now we let it deep into our culture.
 
Wake up. This is a call to action. It’s revolution time.
 

Mindset Reset

Dropped in the middle of nowhere. With nothing but my wits. I know I would win. It has nothing to do with what you have in the world. The game is about choices.
 
The skills acquired. The frameworks used. The plans executed.
 
Once you realize this, you cannot lose. Life becomes simple. Get on with it. Put the work in. Fight with what you have. Or fight to get more.
 
[Tweet “You are the man. Act like it.”]