This is really just a note for myself to get back and do a proper update since the last time I wrote. I’ve been around, just not around here. Sometimes you just don’t feel like doing something – for me, that’s been writing for the last while. That might be changing. Lots of new books read, got some thoughts on those. Places traveled. Nose is great after almost exactly one year. Eyes are also great after about 8 months. I feel like a cyborg… kind of. The more major thing is that we’ve started – very slowly – on the path to creating a business. I could go on about the whole process from the conception of the idea until now: getting the business name through the government, setting up government tax accounts for a small business, learning the Capital Cost Allowance structure for depreciation rates, purchasing initial core equipment, trying out other pieces of equipment, and on and on. We meant to write small posts on this whole process from the very start but haven’t… so this is my reminder to get caught up to this point writing about all of that, and then consistently journal the journey. Other than that, stocks and stuff doing well, I guess I could write something about that as well at some point.
I feel like I’m going through metamorphosis as I enter the third decade of my life. I had surgery on my nose 4 months ago and just 5 days ago, I went through laser eye surgery. Before the nose surgery, the last time I was in the hospital for any length of time was two and a half decades prior – it really does pour when it rains. The nose has recovered nicely and I think I’m at 99% recovery on the nose. Anyways, I’m in the 5th day of recovery from the laser eye surgery. This is more for a personal account of what the first five days felt like as I want to remember what it felt like post-op as I seemed to have already erased the memory of what the pain felt like during my nose surgery recovery. I have this fantastic ability to literally erase memories of things I don’t like, which is both extremely useful and sometimes a hindrance.
For many of you, this quote is nothing new. You may even be rolling your eyes at the image and quote above. Yes, you have probably heard this more times than your mother telling you she loves you. I still want to reinforce the message with a few examples that creatively unpack that sentence to make it really vivid. What drives you to lose a reputation you built up over decades in under a few minutes (sometimes seconds)? It has a lot to do with the Amygdala Hijack. We will look at examples involving a headbutt, some cannibalism, and illegal injections as our case studies.
As it seems to happen often, my interest in writing tends to ebb and flow depending on the seasons. Sometimes I feel like I need to unload all of the things I’m learning pen-to-paper over here. Other times, I’m learning and reading but have little desire to write down my thoughts as I am deep inside my own mind, twisting and turning information/knowledge/wisdom/etc and trying to come to terms with insights.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve always had issues breathing through my left nostril. Turns out I had a severely deviated septum. I had surgery to get it fixed earlier this week and now in recovery mode. The recovery process has been… uncomfortable. Not painful really, just really, really uncomfortable. I’m also weird and absolutely do not want to take the Tylenol 3s. Being Canadian, the whole process from seeing the doctor, then the nasal specialist, then the surgery, was all… free. Blows my mind. I feel very fortunate and grateful to live in such a wonderful country in this day and age. Anyways, things might be a little quiet around here until the end of the month. I am, however, active on Twitter so if you want to see what I’m thinking about in under 120 characters, connect with me over there. Come to think of it, I have been much more active on Twitter in the last few months. It’s a great platform once you get your bearings. Anyways, I am on hiatus over here for the next little while, which I am blaming entirely on my nasal surgery and the need to recover.
I seem to apologize around the same time every year about the awkward silence going on around here. Just like every other year, at the height of summer, there is just too much to do out in the real world beyond reading, analyzing, and regurgitating finance stuff online. As time wistfully passes by, I’m becoming more certain of that particularly tricky paradox where “time is more important than money… but money is important as well.” Trying to strike a balance between living life now and saving money for the future can be a tightrope that sways ominously in the wind. However, once you find your groove and your style, living life and saving for the future all seems to fall in place. It takes money to do stuff, but what’s the point of money if you have it and can’t do what you want? Heaven forbid I won’t be doing none of the stuff I did this August when I’m wearing incontinence skivvies and telling your kids to get off my lawn. Excuse my wandering thoughts. Like I said, it’s been awhile since I posted here. This is the warm up. Warm ups involving pretty pictures and some words.
I’m just in the midst of going through a thought exercise: if you really, really didn’t want to make new friends, what would you have to do to achieve that outcome?