Old goals, new discipline

Sorry potato I couldn’t think of a catchier title, I’m tired this morning. How are you? Statistically the lowest point in Jan after the holiday period so, my friends, if you need help – please please ask for it!!

I have rambled and ranted about the nonsense of the recruitment cycle within the UK, especially in the tech sector, and while it’s utter chaos, I think I can finally end the agony. I start a new role in a week! There are so many learnings to be had from my experience, and if any entrepreneurs come across this post- PLEASE CREATE STUFF TO FIX THIS!

I have also considered what to do for the year. You see, my ADHD brain forever needs a “group” of projects to work on at any given time. Otherwise, our good old friend Anxiety pops in to say hello. Its like I must do one task at a time but when I inevitably get bored of it, the second task I move onto must also contribute towards something productive. Usually, it’s a mix of “work” and house chores.

SO, what did I commit too?

Commit is a strong word, and while I hope to achieve it, I have said to myself I want to be more disciplined. I do want to create my “video” content as I find it easier to talk than write, but the editing time has thrown me off for the mo, so maybe later on in the year? 😜

My goal this year is to stay offline to learn about the things I love. At the moment, I’m working through: An intro to business statistics and how the brain works. Ever since I was at school, I’ve loved maths. I was good at it but not enough to achieve academic excellence. My relationship with academia has been rocky, probably because the school never knew I was dyslexic or ADHD. I managed to be above average thanks to my mum, who was militant with my studying during high school and college.

However, the minute I got to university and achieved a sense of freedom, it all went down the toilet. I think I didn’t handle “freedom” very well. There’s a part of me that regrets it and a part of me that doesn’t. I did drop out in year 2. I wish today’s version of me was the kid who went to university and studied a more luring field, but then we stumble across the whole time travel dilemma of not being who I am because my experience would be different and blah blah blah.

They say it’s never too late to start again, right? So I start again, ever more curious and eager to learn the concepts that I can’t get enough of. I’m not going back to university because I still think it’s a waste of time and money and because the university never provided the stimulating environment I needed to learn. I’m doing it DIY style. Audio books, real books, doodles and lastly (hopefully) with the help of some kind potatoes of the internet.

You see, I learn best when I get things in my head and then try to explain them in my quirky way. I know it’s a “known” teaching method, but it really works for me, I think it’s the problem-solving element in me. My plan is to take some time in figuring out what my new role entails and getting comfortable in that environment. Learn some cool new shit. And finally come back to you, my little vast space in the internet to put my own twist on it.

I ask that when I inevitably get something wrong, you point it out to me (nicely), or refer me to that friend of yours who’s an expert in the field or that you simply re-confirm that my understanding is correct. Talk about a chance to outright tell a woman she’s wrong.

I have 0 clue on how it will work OR if it’ll even work but I have to try something right?

Until next time my loves,

CP x