I Can’t Think of a Title

Stephanie Booth
Oct 27 · 2 min read

I did something silly a week ago and got bitten by a cat I was fostering during the holidays. Not her fault — I grabbed her and she was scared. But the result is my right hand has been variously bandaged up (I left the hospital with a finger and wrist cast, I had to negotiate to leave my pinkie and ring finger free), my arthroscopy planned for the 25th is postponed, and I’ve been thrown off whatever I was thinking of doing this week and these days.

I have a lot to write about but first, I need to limit my typing (sprained finger and the wounds are still healing), and second, I feel like I have such a backlog of unwritten thoughts that I don’t know where to start. It’s the same old problem, I know I’ve written about it dozens of times, but I’m still stuck with it.

Yesterday whilst listening to a podcast I had a flashback to the days when I discovered Facebook. A long time ago now. I remember this feeling that it was “like the internet inside the internet”. I was super excited. Now, it feels like it has taken over the internet, and though I’m stuck fast in it, I am way less excited.

Euan’s post this morning resonates a lot with me, of course. Not having to chase clients or market oneself, and not wanting to, and seeing business start drying up. Right now, as I look for my next (employed) job here, my mind wanders off to completely different things I could be doing. Things that have nothing to do with what I’ve done up till now. I have so many interests that sometimes I don’t know where to start. And of course, “making lots of money” is not one of them. (I’m not against making money, I’m just not that commercially-minded.)

Podcast recommendation: The Passenger List.


Originally published at Climb to the Stars.

    Stephanie Booth

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    Anglo-Swiss. Change management and digital transformation. Taking care of old @QuintusKitty.