I promise that I have not forgotten Wendy’s interview. It will be up very soon. The past week has been hectic, but not wholly unenjoyable. Busy. For me, that is not a bad thing, no matter how greatly it interferes with introspection, viewing half-nekkid bloggers, introspection, my viewing of The Unit, and other really deep things that thrill me so much.
I have been preparing for a move, one that excites me but not nearly as much as it scares me. I do not scare easily. I have been challenged to step out, leave the comfort and security of the retirement plan and the salary, and pursue "the purpose." The challenge involves making virtually no plans in advance, just putting in my notice, working five weeks, and then and only then worrying about "what next." The challenge stems from the challenger’s deep understanding of who I have always been: a passive-aggressive control freak when it comes to my own life. I take challenges, but not to this degree. Two posts ago, I referenced this. As the days unfold, I will chronicle the journey. Granted, such chronicling may be done from some public library, as I may be living on the street…. I have a good, sturdy pair of jeans, though, and I do have a shirt… somewhere.
