Random Thoughts and Catching Up

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"People of integrity expect to be believed, and when they are not, they let time prove them right."

Yesterday one of our special, difficult leaders — one of the two who violated campaign ethics referenced a few posts ago (but not the one FS has written about several times this past year) — offered an apology for her actions over the past year and asked to treat senior leadership to lunch. Oh, yah. It's nice to have her back, but FS will certainly remember her ability to get off track.

FS has been invited to provide leadership training at an upcoming conference servicing ~14,000 members. About 200 expected to attend the conference, and maybe a dozen will attend the two-hour session, but it's great experience, exposure and reputation-building. FS still rocks.

Ill parent still alive, hanging on by a thread. It is unbelievable how tightly to life the human body clings, even with the most minimum of assistance.

FS endured a three-hour meeting last week that opened with "We want a weekly report of your activities," followed with a series of uninspiring project assignments, and ended with being assigned the task of exploring and developing a business partnership with a company that sells worm poop. FS went from I-hate-this-job-save-yourself-some-money-and-hire-somebody-cheaper to Oh-yah-that's-more-like-it-I'll-stick-around.

It appears that during the course of the three hours, they came to realize that when when FS warned them that they would not be able to see a direct, immediate correlation between her activities and the bottom line, she was right. BUT, take a look at the multi-state, multi-partner project under development and think what that might look like down the road a year or two. Uh-huh. And those partnerships with government agencies...you think they go from 0 to 60 mph overnight? And that meeting between our poopsters and local and state gov't officials? The one that could net us an entry into the green dreams of the Obama administration? mmm. I thought as much.

FS was surprised to learn from her daughter that the carefully cultivated neutral look that FS wears when not liking what she's hearing is universally recognizable as Danger! Danger! Danger! Having a face that reads like an audio book turns out to be an advantage when your employer likes you, hence the transition from chump to champ in terms of project assignments.

And the weekly report? Reduced to a brief bullet point note.

And that's all the news for now. Ciao!

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