It’s a tedious process to transfer everything from one place to another. I feel like I’m going to forget something important, probably because I already have, multiple times.
I’ve also run out of space on one of my thumb drives, which just adds to the fun, so I’ve been moving even more files around.
I recommend having a good filing system from the beginning. You’ll save yourself a lot of time and confusion later on. For example, have all resumes and cover letters in the same place (as I now do).
I’ve rediscovered the treasure trove of application essays I wrote after college for all of those long term service applications.
I’m really bad at talking about myself. Thank God people were able to see past that and take a chance on me.
On a break from all of the file reorganizing a tweet caught my eye.
If you’re considering book-writing as a career, I’d implore you to consider it as a last resort. This nonsense is SO EFFING DIFFICULT.
— Nish (@NishWeiseth) June 17, 2013
I’ve unearthed a lot of unfinished projects.
I basic account of my life I can only assume I had planned to turn into a biography at some point.
Writing is difficult. Getting any message from your brain to anywhere else can be difficult. But that doesn’t mean it’s not worth it.
I have a lot to finish, revise, and possibly combined together (who knows).
I’m hoping my shiny new office supplies holds some surprises that can help me be more organized and stay focused enough to finish a long abandoned project (or two, or all of them).
Maybe I’ll start by finishing and publishing a few unfinished posts. It seems like the most obvious, and possibly best, place to start.
Here’s another piece of advice, it’s not a good idea to wait nearly a decade to upgrade your (these days basic) technology. Going from XP to W!ndows 8 isn’t for the faint of heart.
Here’s a confession, I don’t mind not being tech savvy. It’s one of the best leftover gifts of simple living. I don’t care that it doesn’t make my life “easier.”
Here’s a random piece of information: Yesterday I burnt my left hand on a cup, and then I tripped in the driveway and fell on the same hand. It’s a predicament, one that made typing this post challenging.
My burnt (and scrapped) hand and I are going to do some reading (holding the book in my right hand)