The future moves ever nearer.
Voluntary Separation paperwork signed.
It's like the concept of friends with benefits. It's like saying "I Quit!" but with benefits. Severance, incentive, pension - all make for a softer landing as I exit Corporate America and enter my new life.
The juxtaposition of excitement and anxiety are noticeable in the way you notice that the hairs on your arm are standing up after rubbing it with a balloon. Vacillating occasionally to almost any emotion. Sadness for the impending loss of the things I like about my current job and lifestyle. Fear of failure. Uncertainty of double guessing decisions made. Elation of Unlimited Possibilities.
My list of Unlimited Possibilities continues to grow. At the moment I'm excited about auditioning for Project Runway. I've wanted to be on that show since season one. I want to hang out with Tim Gunn and Nina Garcia. I want to wallow in creative competition. And, yes, I want to win. There's always some old woman on the show, but the old woman never seems to win. That could be me. The old lady contestant who finally wins.
Meanwhile, we all know that intentions must be coupled with actions. My list of possibilities needs to be translated into desire driven choices coupled with stepping forward into new activities. Even if I do everything on the list, something has to be first. While remaining open to shifting priorities, overcoming inertia feels mandatory. So, actions begin:
- Read
- Converse
- Blog
- Timeline
- Apply
- Interview
- Watch
- Listen
- Sign up
- Log in
- Say yes more often
- and, maybe most important - remember to breathe and to live in the moment.