So I screwed up the last week or so of my happiness challenge, I became almost a week behind on my blog entries. Between my friend moving back, work, and trying to plan a half assed trip to New York I really lost track of my priorities. But I don't quiet think I failed. I look back at February and this whole challenge has made things feel especially long. But I look back and its full of the memories I recalled and the thing is the nonsense I listed might not be anymore significant than the shit that happens in any given month. But what matters is I appreciate it all a lot more.
Towards the end of the month I was on the phone with my friend Kari (she won't care that she's named) and she's taken up coaching me on all my Artist's Way tasks. She's knows my process and she won't allow to flip out and derail the whole thing because I'm discouraged. "We're just looking for progress not perfection". That's all I've needed to tell myself this whole time. In February I've grown closer with my family, returned to standup, met other comedians, ran outside with my dog and picked up a yellow flower and contemplated how well everything in life was really falling into place, I learned random shit about the presidents and started drawing president Roosevelt's guinea pigs. He had five of them. Not that that matters.
But the most important part of this whole exercise isn't that it's easier for me. The point is and the whole reason I embarked on this idiotic quest was because the talk was entitled 5 secrets to happier work. Happiness makes you more effective at getting shit done. I saw that the most at work especially all the mornings I was up early, it used to be the opportune time for me to indulge in all kinds of self hatred. But Lately I find myself thinking 'today is going to be just fine'.
Baby steps people.
I put most of my personal projects on hold. My screenwriting, my comedy, filmmaking and so on well now I'm excited to return to all those things. Because I can have fun with my work now....I think. And I realized that was something sorely missing from my work process. I think about my ideas and am absolutely giddy about them but when I sit down to write...and not as fun. But now my mentality has changed.
I know that happiness is a choice that's simpler than a lot of people make it out to be and now with this ability I can handle a lot more. I feel like I need someone to play M to my James Bond, to stand behind a desk and ask me 'are you ready to get back to work Greg?'
With pleasure M. With Pleasure.
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