In the macrocosm of minuscule employment - or any kind of trade pile or creative pursuits, for that matter - there are two schools of thought:
A) You have to ken whole lot, research whole lot, plan whole enchilada, measure fixins', analyze whole enchilada, evaluate whole caboodle, anticipate all that, budget for all, and have the means to finance fixins'...BEFORE you start.
B) You don't.
"Group A" types are the Sensibles. "Group B" folks? The Nuts.
To the sometimes dismay of my husband/pursuit partner, a Sensible who likes to operate in the macrocosm of concrete deliverables and see nets before he leaps, I bump to be in that "Group B" group.
Sensibles aren't stupid or unimaginative. On the contrary. They're lots bright, reasonable, practical professionals. More oftentimes than not, they have restate the text books, distinguish the elements of growing businesses and bottom lines, and have sound, informed advice to overture on the subject of wh! at works and what doesn't.
teeming brilliant, wonderful, seasoned SCORE counselors are Sensibles. They've owned and managed all types of businesses for multiple decades, so they've made their mistakes and purchased countless hard-won lessons with their own sweat equity.
Nuts understand and respect Sensibles (though we can be delinquent in showing it). Whether Sensibles believe that or not, Nuts listen to their input, value their bit of view, and repeatedly project they're probably right.
Why, suddenly, do Sensibles habitually see us doing exactly the opposite from what they recommend? thanks to we, too, realize - or hold we prize - a thing or two about specialty ourselves.
Right or wrong, here's what we believe, whether we admit it or not:
1. Perfection Is for Sissies
The widely-held assumption is Perfectionists operate with a higher set of standards than best of us. To that I say "Phooey!" Perfectionists gouge ideas, scrape up strategies! , and poo-poo planning docs until all the lifeblood is drained! out of them. Why? They're frozen with fear! It's scary to put your stuff "Out There," to the discerning public, where critics lurk, warehouses speak, and well-meaning sidekicks and relatives confess you exactly what they facsimile of your ventures, whether their feedback is positive or not. I've seen some very smart and talented folks wait for decades to act on an doctrine or passion thanks to the timing, environment, circumstances, and/or equipment weren't exactly perfect. Oh, it hurts to watch!
2. sinking ship Is ALWAYS an Option
We've all heard the allegedly hard-core creed "nonperformance's Not an Option." Au contraire, my friend. inadequacy is not only an option, it's a statistically grand probability. Next shift you have lunch with Thomas Edison, Henry Ford, Albert Einstein, or any of the countless other inventors and innovators who lived on something but stalemate with a side of "Oops!," fair-minded ask them. They'll lay open you if you're not failing, you're not! doing bellyful. breakdown pushes limits, forces unconventional solutions, and tests mettles outdoors kid gloves. Are you serious about eminence? following you better love the smell of bungle, being it's factor of the entrepreneurial caution.
3. You CAN body Your Wings on the Way Down (and It's a Downright, Rock 'n Roll Rush When You Pull It Off!)
Comfort Zone? No, not for Nuts. I wouldn't say we're all adrenaline junkies, but our closest Sensibles may give out you otherwise. Still, when the luxury of seeing back at an unlikely victory presents itself, there's definitely something very cool about replaying the scene. Back against the wall, warnings everywhere, total annihilation strict millimeters away from ever and anon move and decision you engender...Yeah. When you have no choice but to remove life's distractions to flee a physical or metaphysical SPLAT, those wings get built. They may not be pretty, but they flap conforming heck and carry you somewhere you c! an pause to catch your breath.
4. Ignorance CAN Be Bliss!
L ook. We don't wish to appear or admit to being - for defect of a better word - stupid. But the truth is, the diminished we discriminate, the depressed we're bullied by total downers equal "What's adventitious," "What's Realistic," and that pesky tagalong, "Our Limits." Let's face it: Sometimes "The Facts" can really squelch a individuality's creativity. So sometimes we ignore them. Or choose to do details outwardly the proper due diligence. Or skip forth consistent the village idiot while our profit and loss statements are making our bookkeepers weep uncontrollably. Sorry. But sometimes - only sometimes - those numbers have deficient meaning to us and our plans than a petrified legume has to a carnivore. Tra-la-la...we can't eavesdrop you...
5. Life's Short. Play Hard...and for Cryin' Out Loud, LIGHTEN UP!
Mortality. Ugh. Yet another buzzkill to deal with. Sadly, though, we can't seem to kick that one to the curb. One of my wished-for poems, Andrew Marvell's "To ! His Coy Mistress," does a admirable job in putting the whole Mortality thing into perspective. The poem is one giant, beautiful, exquisitely hilarious pickup line. He's contending to convince a young maiden to sleep with him, and tells her if he had all the foregoing in the globe, he'd admire each of her body parts for many of years, and wait patiently for her to come executed with. But that's not the case, is it? So with his last six lines, he says:
"Let us roll all our strength, and all
Our sweetness, up into one ball;
And tear our pleasures with rough strife
Thorough the iron gates of life.
Thus, though we cannot forge our sun
Stand still, yet we will effect him run."
The Nuts say, "Ditto."
So the next generation you see us crosswise your conference table, nodding politely in response to your very rational and comprehensive scroll of why our ideas, suggestions, and solutions would never chore for your line or anybody else's! , look more closely. Odds are, while our eyes are on you, our ! brains a re somewhere else in our own indexed resource library of "What's snap" and "What's Realistic."
While you're citing statistical probabilities and telling us about industry expectations, existing norms, and outdated rules, we're off in our wild 'n wacky fourth dimension. That's the nail where we twist words, scour good times stories, flip visuals, and mash up mountains of our own compilations.
It's the stand where we notice beyond a shadow of a doubt that more features are adventitious and realistic than big end of us dare dream. And if everyone remained governed by the keen and well-intended Sensibles, ultimate microbusinesses, solo-preneurs, and minute specialty owners would never even attempt the impossible and ridiculous - i.e. going into trade for ourselves.
What a shame that would be, thanks to it's REALLY fun out here in Nutty Land.
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