We had an incident today at work that was very unusual, could have been serious and doesn't really have a textbook answer, although some answers are way more right than others. When the folks came to tell me about it, I listened and then asked then what their plan was. It was a good plan, I told them I agreed, and then added a couple of instructions and asked them to let me know when it was resolved.
That's just the way I usually do things. I like to ask questions, let my people think things through, and then either add my own thoughts to complete it or (if I am fresh out of my own ideas!) brain storm together to make sure we have a complete and solid plan. Could be because that's how I learned medicine and how we teach medicine- let people come up with their own ideas and they remember it next time.
Versus the way another leader I know does it. He just tells people what to do. And now I think that many of his followers have become dependent on waiting for him to give instructions. And he is so picky and thorough that whatever product he gets is never good enough. So there's hardly any point in spending forever on something because it won't be good enough anyway.
Anyway, I wish I had a witty ending to this one, but I don't. I just like my way better and I think people appreciate it.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Saturday, March 26, 2011
My Favorite Season
I love Spring!!!!
It's my favorite season because it signals newness and beginnings. I think summer is great because it's warm, fall is pretty, but I know things are coming to an end, and winter is just yuck unless there is snow. But Spring is new. Everything is so green and pretty. The flowers are blooming, trees are popping, grass is returning. The smells are amazing.
I love sunrise because it's the start of a new day and I love Spring because it's the start of the new year.
It's my favorite season because it signals newness and beginnings. I think summer is great because it's warm, fall is pretty, but I know things are coming to an end, and winter is just yuck unless there is snow. But Spring is new. Everything is so green and pretty. The flowers are blooming, trees are popping, grass is returning. The smells are amazing.
I love sunrise because it's the start of a new day and I love Spring because it's the start of the new year.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Pretty!
I never liked that other design, but I wasn't sure what to do about it. Took about an hour, but now I feel like the blog design actually reflects my personality!
Drifters vs Sifters
Wow! Has it really been 6 weeks since I posted? This one has been brewing for a couple of weeks.
I was in Florida visiting the parents after the Disney Princess Half Marathon and I went to the beach with my mom. We did a quick walk about 3 miles down the beach and I found a few few teeth accidentally- I can't help it! Once you get the tooth eye, you can't miss them! And you can't stop looking. Even when I was trying to enjoy the Gulf, I still kept checking out the ground to make sure there were no teeth waiting to be picked up. Right where we walked onto the beach from the parking lot there, were tons of people. But about 10 minutes down the beach, there were few people. Hmmmm.......
On the way back, we stopped a lot to look down for teeth. I kept my eyes more focused on the ground most of the time as well. Every now and then there was a promising pile of stuff and I'd stop and bend down and look seriously and find 1 to 3 teeth. We spent about an hour walking down and about 2 hrs walking back. That's 6-7 miles of exercise!
Then I started watching the other people on the beach. There were a few walkers and a few fisherman. There were lots of people who had these poles with baskets attached and they were out in the water scooping up stuff and sifting through it. Not sure how many teeth they find that way, but it looks really boring!
So I got to thinking- some tooth hunters are sifters and some tooth hunters are drifters. I wonder if the way they look for teeth translates into the way they live their lives? There is no possible way I could stand in one spot for hours sifting through stuff to find teeth. But apparently I can walk for hours and do the same thing. I like the adventure and the thrill of finding out what is around the next corner. I like getting away from the crowds near the stairs and finding the less traveled beach. I can't tell you how many times I have run or biked too far because I wanted to see what was around the next corner! I'm a drifter.
Then there are the sifters. They spend their lives in one spot, not daring to challenge themselves and try something new. Content to stay in one spot, they get to know that area very well. They never think to leave. They are comfortable. They don't get bored. In fact, the thought of walking 7 miles for 38 teeth probably really turns them off. I wonder if they find more in the one spot? Or if they care? Or if they get tired of the scenery? I wonder if they want to leave and go somewhere else but are nervous about the change. They are the solid rocks of a community. They have been there their whole lives and are the experts on their corner of the world. We really need them. But I can't be one of them.
I'm a drifter.
I was in Florida visiting the parents after the Disney Princess Half Marathon and I went to the beach with my mom. We did a quick walk about 3 miles down the beach and I found a few few teeth accidentally- I can't help it! Once you get the tooth eye, you can't miss them! And you can't stop looking. Even when I was trying to enjoy the Gulf, I still kept checking out the ground to make sure there were no teeth waiting to be picked up. Right where we walked onto the beach from the parking lot there, were tons of people. But about 10 minutes down the beach, there were few people. Hmmmm.......
On the way back, we stopped a lot to look down for teeth. I kept my eyes more focused on the ground most of the time as well. Every now and then there was a promising pile of stuff and I'd stop and bend down and look seriously and find 1 to 3 teeth. We spent about an hour walking down and about 2 hrs walking back. That's 6-7 miles of exercise!
Then I started watching the other people on the beach. There were a few walkers and a few fisherman. There were lots of people who had these poles with baskets attached and they were out in the water scooping up stuff and sifting through it. Not sure how many teeth they find that way, but it looks really boring!
So I got to thinking- some tooth hunters are sifters and some tooth hunters are drifters. I wonder if the way they look for teeth translates into the way they live their lives? There is no possible way I could stand in one spot for hours sifting through stuff to find teeth. But apparently I can walk for hours and do the same thing. I like the adventure and the thrill of finding out what is around the next corner. I like getting away from the crowds near the stairs and finding the less traveled beach. I can't tell you how many times I have run or biked too far because I wanted to see what was around the next corner! I'm a drifter.
Then there are the sifters. They spend their lives in one spot, not daring to challenge themselves and try something new. Content to stay in one spot, they get to know that area very well. They never think to leave. They are comfortable. They don't get bored. In fact, the thought of walking 7 miles for 38 teeth probably really turns them off. I wonder if they find more in the one spot? Or if they care? Or if they get tired of the scenery? I wonder if they want to leave and go somewhere else but are nervous about the change. They are the solid rocks of a community. They have been there their whole lives and are the experts on their corner of the world. We really need them. But I can't be one of them.
I'm a drifter.
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