November 8, 2009

Dear Diary,

It's time to take a good serious look at where I'm at in life. First of all, my laptop is acting a bit "on the fritz." Got up this morning to head to church and my car was dead. Had every intention of following my first assignment from the new book and I met no one.

So I stepped back and began to wonder. Do I really belong in Orlando? Do I really want to be doing what I'm doing? Do I really want to experience the Apple side of life?

No, no. I'm coming back to my senses. My laptop is in recovery so there's no need to chuck everything I believe in and switch to Mac. And my car will be well taken care of in the morning. (I hope). The truck is a temporary fix that I can live with. And my assignment?

Ok, well let me explain that one. This book that a friend sent me yesterday is showing some real promise. It has been inspiring so far, anyway. But it has asked me to first of all formulate a team of accountability. Check. (That's you, Diary). And then it asked me to report at least once a week to my team (we talk every night) about the new gentlemen I come in contact with. These gentlemen have to satisfy three criteria.

1. They have to be brand new to me.

2. They have to have spent enough time with me to have an opportunity to have interest in me.

3. They have to have some way of getting in touch with me.

So, since the car wouldn't start this morning, I rode with the little brother to his church which is considerably larger than mine. This was a good start, I thought. And greater prospect for meeting people. But as the book's author predicted, I did not meet anyone, there. I only spoke to my family. I'm just not an outgoing, throw myself into other people's conversation kind of girl. Strike one. After church we went to lunch. But we had a waitress rather than the more masculine variety of waitstaff. Strike two. So back home and quality time with Pigeon. Dad came over later and we jumped the car and headed to the dealer to drop it off. Unfortunately the gate was closed so we headed to Walmart's Automotive to check the battery. There were surely going to be some potentials there.

Now, I must pause here, because Walmart proved to be a success story for what the book called for. However, the book does not say there must be interest on my part. In fact, he very clearly states that's not his point. He just wants to see where and how often there is activity. So, at the Walmart Automotive, there was a guy who looked at my car. He was new to me. We had possibly 20 minutes of interaction (although all primarily about the car). And he took my phone number (as a business transaction, but he took it nonetheless). Honestly, I don't remember this gentleman's name, nor could I care less if I ever saw him again. But he satisfies the assignment.

It's not a numbers game yet. Right now, we're just tallying to see where we are. Pretty soon, though I'll have a quota to fill. That should get interesting...

We'll just see what tomorrow holds...