- Nov 22, 2009
22 November 2009
THERE IS SO MUCH TO LEARN
I have not been writing much lately.
Spending my time with work, and new friends, and classes.
Work remains fun, after 3 years of doing the same things (compare to a record of 10 months max at any one job for the rest of my life prior), easy enough to be good at it, challenging enough to stay interesting.
Just the past few days involved somehow fitting about 10cubic yards of random stuff into the truck for the largest hauling run I've had so far, installing drywall in an attic furnace room so the building could pass fire inspection, and careful deconstuction of the walls holding in the old biodiesel tanks at the old biodiesel fuel station so the lumber could be reused.
But far more important and interesting is the classes.
Little by little I add to my stable of random skills.
Expert in nothing, but my goal is for everyone there is, I can do at least one thing moderately well that they don't do at all.
Maybe there is someone who does a little carpentry and electronics soldering and computer software troubleshooting and lockpicking and sailing and shooting guns and bow and arrows and swordplay and bicycle repair and auto mechanics and unicycling and gardening.
Just in case, I'm taking muy thai and jui jitsu and I just took a seminar on making fire with natural materials, another on edible wild foods of the East Bay, and today one on tracking animals, and also took my first parkour class. Judging by the skill level of my classmates, watching YouTube videos and practicing on my own at the playground and on random obstacles I find walking around the city has been more beneficial than I realized.
I feel more and more like a character from an action/adventure movie, where the hero somehow knows how to do everything.
And yet what strikes me continually is how much I still don't know. Not even counting all the stuff I am not interested in learning, but the skills I still want, if money was no object, would take a lifetime to learn.
And money is an object.
So one lifetime isn't enough.
I have had debt for a few years, collected over a cross country trip/move and major vehicle failure, months of unemployment, going back to college, buying a newer larger trailer, and having to buy my ex out of said trailer when she moved out.
I am getting tantalizingly close to paying off the last of it.
I decided once I do, classes take priority one. Jobs will be fit around them, not the other way around. I'm looking to work about 20hrs per week.
I am saying this publicly so as to have some accountability. If you hear me say I am working too much come next summer, remind me I said this.