Times are hard. I am travelling to Covington this morning to do a witness only closing. I am planning to travel to downtown Atlanta after that to file a corporation at the Secretary of State's Corporation Center and then file a mechanic's lien at the Fulton County Courthouse. It's a lot of travelling for a little bit of money.
When I get back to the office, I have got to consider personnel matters. Changes have got to happen. I wish I was better at this. Life is hard.
Floating. Getting bumped by the trash on the river. Pushed along by the current. Don't know how to man the tiller. Floating. I'm smarter than this, I think. Am I trying to manage it too closely or am I letting the circumstances dictate the reactions? I feel so overwhelmed sometimes. Followed by feelings of accomplishment when it all works. I am letting my circumstances dictate my mood and my actions. I know this.
When all that was necessary was going to class and doing my best in the classroom or the football field, life was so simple. Relying on my parents for the necessities of life. I could be so smug in that atmosphere. A little giant.
But now I am just one of many, and the list keeps getting bigger. I can be good at what I do. But I don't feel consistent.
I had so many advantages. The Bible says to whom much is given, much is expected. Am I living up to that challenge?
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