My craft is software development, this means I am a problem solver. In theory I am supposed to be good at finding and executing solutions. I tend to do a decent job on work projects, and people seem fairly happy with my work. I can program, I have a decent understanding of math and physics, there are times I think I might be a master of the universe.
Having a touch of ambition I try and think ahead and do a bit of life planning. I have yearly goals and try and track some things on a daily basis. I am a problem solver, and metrics, tracking, and goals are part of problem solving. I look at my log sheets and monthly and then I start to realize I am not a very good problem solver. Like so many people I let the same things continue to hinder me. Yes it is stupid, and yes I continue to do it.
Solving the real problems, that seems to be the trick. Somewhere deep in my brain, there is some broken stuff. I pride myself in being able to solve problems, but of course I don’t solve the really hard ones. In so many areas of my life I cannot do the thing that people pay me to do for them. I am the fat personal trainer. I am the broke financial consultant. I am the blind painter. Code is easy, life is hard, and change, change is a mystery.
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