Thursday, March 29, 2012


Tonight is the night designated to celebrate Z at SCSU but a contagious and cough filled condition keeps me from the gathering in her honor. Zanette was wise, passionate and zealous in life. I was not brave enough to know her better; but I was blessed by my acquaintance with this earth angel who left us earth bound in 2009.

Monday, March 12, 2012

day with odd family moments...

Last week as I loaded ftc videos for play at WPAA.TV some on the topic of never occurred to me that my mom could be a victim because someone tried to leverage the unusual life of my son to confuse her ... but today it happenned.  And taxes, and credits were another distraction with unusual twists that truly had no relation except in the anxiety that was churned.

But the best part of the day was putting lots of paper in the office paper shredding pile because there was closure on tasks related to being retired from WellPoint effective 3.1.2012.  This decluttering goodness even superceded yesterday's purchase of a just for me item (seen here).  I had promised myself that if the results of my last hurrah project resulted in a good bonus, that I would actually buy myself something.  And the AIP check was in Saturday's mail and it was good (not good enough to cover overtime for the 65+ hour weeks for months and months... ) but enough to call it a win for the system I left behind.

So awkward ups and downs... and now back I go to decluttering.


Saturday, March 10, 2012

Readiness_and what I miss most

What I miss most from the world of work is teamwork.  The idea of colloboration, bringing different ideas and skills to the table to build or alter some process seems to be something that I truly enjoyed.  My more recent experiences were anticipated to be within teams; but in reality, it was more just do it and see if the reaction is adopt or critique.

Last night, I read the HEMAN, Man From Vermont poem outloud.  I was not alone.  The reading had impact for me and the other listener.  I realized that even in this project that I felt was mine alone to do, working with, or off some-else, was value-added.

So I am once again re-aligning my path.  Where there are not teams, nor team players -- I am walking away.  I will do this with the gifts of solid effort  and output of hundreds of hours of work nicely packaged.

Next_I will focus on removing the clutter. Maybe I will soon have a new teams to be inspired by as we work to create solutions. If not, then dormant projects will be sure to surface other opportunities.

What I am sure of is that I want to contribute to something larger than myself.  I need those contributions to mean more than better stock prices.  But right now -- I have an appointment so it is out the door to see if I can inspire a team to form to better serve its community with storytelling in a language that is not my own.