The Prescription (afternoon edition)

I just got finished with an Easter weekend, and had a great time with my family in town.  I think my whole crew and I are missing the extended family terribly. Going to work today was more subdued, and did not seem as fun.  I am tired from the food and drink, and lack of sleep.

What really got me is that I got to talk about life and see things from a different perspective.  I am thankful for the areas where I think my life is better than my families lives, and in some areas I am pondering over how life might be better on the other side of the fence.  In some moments I am happy, and in some I am sad, and yet I am learning from these comparisons.
I think of the time sitting in the train commuting and wonder if time could be better spent if I worked closer to home.  I certainly would not get the joy out of my writing that I get now, but that’s not the point. I think of the job I have and whether it is fulfilling and worthy of my time.  What are my options?
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In the end, I would like to be more prescriptive and deliberate in my life.  I would like to direct my life like a movie, and not sit in the audience, watching it and reacting.  I want to be a planner and make those plans come to fruition.
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So to that end, I want to take a step every day toward my goal with respect to my job, just like I am doing for my investing.  Break it down in to easy steps, get creative and plan, and then take one step a day.  At the end of 5 days I will have done 5 things.  This is much better than what I am doing now, which is sitting and watching the movie…on the train.  Ok, I am really watching Downton Abbey.
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