‘Easy’ is a Loaded Term
I find it so difficult to do easy things. Never was particularly good at them. I always skipped the first chapter or two of my programming books. My mind’s hungry, folks. I’m not here for tapas, give me your 32oz sirloin.
Want to see me shine? Give me a challenge. Set Everest in front of me and ask me to move it six inches to the left. Better yet, tell me I can’t do it. I am ready to do incredible things — particularly if that first step involves learning how.
And logically of course, it can’t all be so glamorous. Heck, at least half of being a true web dude extraordinarie is quite the opposite. Mundane updates, maintenance on things you created months, if not years ago. Updating contact information of now former employees, catering to the design compulsions of nit picky clients, ‘fixing’ beautiful, clean code to work in broken browsers, or vice-versa.
But who wants to do that? There’s oceans, far away lands… worlds out there to explore. I can’t be bothered with this boring every day life you speak of. Momma said shoot for the stars, so I dreamed of being an astronaut. Now where’s my rocket ship?
I suppose the important lesson here is, keep dreaming. Goals are everything in life. Make absolutely sure that what you’re doing now is a) what you want to be doing, and b) going to get you where you want to be later on down the road.
Lately I’ve been refining those rough sketches of the future into something more detailed. And actionable. I had to say no to an incredible opportunity several months back, because it wasn’t aligned with what I want to do in life. My friends laugh, call me insane. My parents still joke about how sheepish I’ll be feeling if this or that doesn’t work out… I scratch my head now and again, but I have no regrets about it.
I’ll confess, this whole post came from me trying to justify studying for this silly little exam in the morning. Fighting those urges to focus on those big, shiny challenges in the sky. Sometimes the biggest battles are those small, painfully necessary bridges to cross, right in front of your face.
What say you?