I got my new business cards for work today.
I remember in years past being quite excited when I got my first box of business cards.
Gee, that seems like a lifetime ago.
I was a youth minister at St. James Church in Kearney Nebraska.
Hmmm..... (personal reflection)
I have made my own personal cards as well.
There was a period in my life when I needed to feel important.
I needed to feel as if I was 'somebody'.
And when I was out and about with other working folk,
and they pulled out their fancy business card holders,
I too had something to hand them.
My own cards also came in handy when making my own luggage tags.
Granted...
back then my cards just contained my name,
basic contact information,
and my latest tattoo design.
But somehow that was enough.
After moving to Salem, and while working at Habitat for Humanity, I had a couple of different titles .
So that meant I had a couple of different boxes of business cards.
For the most part the cards just sat in the box.
I guess I don't meet enough new people that I can give away 500 cards in 3 years.
When ordering my Mid Valley Mentors business cards I questioned my boss.
(I know. Not a wise move for a new employee.)
I asked her if I really 'needed' business cards.
When she said, "yes",
I asked,"How many?"
"500", she said.
Personally I thought she was nuts.
But I figured I already questioned her decisions enough for one day.
"Just keep your mouth shut and do your job." at least that is what my friend always says.
Good advice, I am sure.
I continued to wonder what roll business cards even have today.
With all the technology, social media, and smart phones that can share contacts, photos, apps, and the like, by simply 'bumping' each other,
what do we need with an actual business card?
Regardless of the answer,
today 500 business cards with my name and work number arrived just for me.
I feel committed, or stuck.
I haven't decided which yet.
It feels like I am in for the long haul.
It feels like I can't quit until the box is empty.
After all, I am too practical
( http://steppinoutwithdwntwn.blogspot.com/2011/01/being-practical.html )
I don't want to throw away obsolete business cards contributing to the already overflowing landfills.
Besides all that,
just a few short months ago I created my own
Brand New Personal
'business' Card!
(I suppose deep down having a card still makes me feel legit,
real,
important.)
I am excited about my website, my photography, my Mushroom Book...
Oh yeah, did I tell you I sold one already and have a possibility of selling more in a gift shop?
And the book I sold was bought by someone other than a family member!
They are anxious for me to finish my next book.
So now I feel torn.
I am torn between working all day and trying to squeeze in time to write at night.
Or working all day and just setting aside my writing so I can better take care of the house and not ignore the family. After just a few evenings of working on the book I sense the family feels neglected.
I know the kitchen certainly LOOKS neglected.
But then again...
I have all these cards.
Business cards for work.
and
Business cards for my 'hobby'.
I guess I have to do a better job of finding the proper balance.
Hmmmm.... (more personal reflection.)
Yes, I have been in this boat before.
Now if I could just remember how I navigated through the rocky waters of 'proper balance' last time....
Then it would all be good.
Steppin' out with DWNTWN
DWNTWNimages.me
I remember in years past being quite excited when I got my first box of business cards.
Gee, that seems like a lifetime ago.
I was a youth minister at St. James Church in Kearney Nebraska.
Hmmm..... (personal reflection)
Yep, that was a lifetime ago.
It was all good.I have made my own personal cards as well.
There was a period in my life when I needed to feel important.
I needed to feel as if I was 'somebody'.
And when I was out and about with other working folk,
and they pulled out their fancy business card holders,
I too had something to hand them.
My own cards also came in handy when making my own luggage tags.
Granted...
back then my cards just contained my name,
basic contact information,
and my latest tattoo design.
But somehow that was enough.
After moving to Salem, and while working at Habitat for Humanity, I had a couple of different titles .
So that meant I had a couple of different boxes of business cards.
For the most part the cards just sat in the box.
I guess I don't meet enough new people that I can give away 500 cards in 3 years.
When ordering my Mid Valley Mentors business cards I questioned my boss.
(I know. Not a wise move for a new employee.)
I asked her if I really 'needed' business cards.
When she said, "yes",
I asked,"How many?"
"500", she said.
Personally I thought she was nuts.
But I figured I already questioned her decisions enough for one day.
"Just keep your mouth shut and do your job." at least that is what my friend always says.
Good advice, I am sure.
I continued to wonder what roll business cards even have today.
With all the technology, social media, and smart phones that can share contacts, photos, apps, and the like, by simply 'bumping' each other,
what do we need with an actual business card?
Regardless of the answer,
today 500 business cards with my name and work number arrived just for me.
I feel committed, or stuck.
I haven't decided which yet.
It feels like I am in for the long haul.
It feels like I can't quit until the box is empty.
After all, I am too practical
( http://steppinoutwithdwntwn.blogspot.com/2011/01/being-practical.html )
I don't want to throw away obsolete business cards contributing to the already overflowing landfills.
Besides all that,
just a few short months ago I created my own
Brand New Personal
'business' Card!
(I suppose deep down having a card still makes me feel legit,
real,
important.)
I am excited about my website, my photography, my Mushroom Book...
Oh yeah, did I tell you I sold one already and have a possibility of selling more in a gift shop?
And the book I sold was bought by someone other than a family member!
They are anxious for me to finish my next book.
So now I feel torn.
I am torn between working all day and trying to squeeze in time to write at night.
Or working all day and just setting aside my writing so I can better take care of the house and not ignore the family. After just a few evenings of working on the book I sense the family feels neglected.
I know the kitchen certainly LOOKS neglected.
But then again...
I have all these cards.
Business cards for work.
and
Business cards for my 'hobby'.
I guess I have to do a better job of finding the proper balance.
Hmmmm.... (more personal reflection.)
Yes, I have been in this boat before.
Now if I could just remember how I navigated through the rocky waters of 'proper balance' last time....
Then it would all be good.
Steppin' out with DWNTWN
DWNTWNimages.me
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