On professional irresponsibility

and breaking branches in a big, bright van covered in colourful logos and stickers

Some say, that one of the keys to success is to eliminate distractions in your life.

But me?

I am not one of those people.

I don’t care that much about ‘success’. I’m not chicken with an overly stretched asshole.

If this reference isn’t clear, please read the post from yesterday…

Regardless, this last year has been one of removing noise from life.

Noise like social media, owning a rental property, attempting to keep some sort of peg in the ground with a career that really didn’t suit me etc…

The noise was deafening.

It was disorienting.

Looking back, I don’t think I’ve known my arsehole from an anvil these last five? No, I haven’t known my arsehole from an anvil these last fifty odd years.

I was told much of my life that I am irresponsible.

So, I’ve decided to fully commit to being irresponsible.

So here I am, professionally irresponsible.

I can show up and do simple jobs, but I can’t be trusted to think, decide or manage much more than to drink coffee.

Today?

We broke off some low hanging branches…