Happy Birthday Me

This is my third attempt at a post. The last two went on for a paragraph and a half before I tagged on "(incomplete)" at the end and dumped it in my archives. Too comprehensive, too try hard, too contrived, too much effort. This will be my shameless leftover-spaghetti-straight-from-the-freezer post. Do excuse me.

The house move is complete. I feel like I'm finally in 2008. Jan and Feb felt like 2007 extended. There are too many knots to deal with in the details, but it has something to do with me not taking my annual leave earlier, and my thresholds all weighed down in Feb.

So for me, 22 Feb hasn't just been my birthday, but also my New Years'.

Sam's here. She's coping very well. you can read about how much I've done to make her transition here a pleasant one (not much really). Having her here makes a huge difference in the way that I view my work, my life, and all the stuff I've been wrestling through.

It used to be just Aaron and I, two buddies roughing it out in the urban jungle; but now, it's Kor, and Kor Kor and Sam. Very different feeling. It's given me a clearer focus of what dealing with a whole new generation will be like - this time, 5 years apart.

My parents are on their way here. The few phone conversations I've had with dad have been teasers to what it'll be like to have him over, together with mom. I don't think I've ever appreciated my parents as much as I do now. Can't wait.

Tomorrow is our Equipping Weekend away at the Dandenongs. I'm really quite pumped about that. This is where we get to set everyone up for a big year - complete with a full tank to plough through 2008. Personally, the one thing that scares me about us in '08, is that the only thing we've really got down pat is probably the Vision of it all. The outworking of Mission, Strategy and Plan is going require a lot more than just a few smart-alec's fiddling around with their transient realities all day long.

We're going to need the strategists, the managers, the logistic specialists, the event coordinators, the biscuit arrangers, the toilet roll monitors. MAN! Never in my life have I felt more helpless couped up my strength that shows itself more as a weakness and an impediment.

But hey, someone's got to cast the vision, so that someone else can make it happen. Some of us sow, and others of us reap - but it's the same harvest.

Welcome to 2008 zakky.