Working From Home?

by Craig Playstead on January 20, 2012

in A Man's Life

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I’m an animal in a cage.

In addition to the foot of snow we’ve had in Seattle, we were hit with a charming “ice storm” today which has enabled me to work from home this week with three kids and one very large dog who excel in creating mayhem. It peaks when a wrestling match breaks out just as you’re talking to a group of 24 on a conference call.

Makes a guy long for a cubicle.

I’m easily distracted as it is, but honestly – there are at least 24 distractions an hour with this crew. And when there isn’t a distraction, I think one is right around the corner. Which is a distraction in itself.

I know I’m not alone as I’ve heard the term “cabin fever” more than a few times this week, and even had one buddy say, “get me the hell out of here.”

I ran across an article in Fortune magazine about working from home that might help. Think about reading it after you’ve finally realized it’s been three days since your last shower, your keyboard has more food in it than your pantry and you consider emptying the dishwasher “working out.”

Here’s the article — read it, then shave hippie.

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Are You Consumed By Fear?

by Craig Playstead on January 6, 2012

in A Man's Life

(This post originally appeared over at The Good Men Project)

rocky Are You Consumed By Fear?

Fear and Men

If we let things terrify us, life will not be worth living.  – SENECA

It starts when we’re kids. While still young, we stop trusting our gut and attacking the world as we learn about all the scary things that will stand in our way. We start the life-long journey of fearing things that we will never see. As we get older, we fear things that seem inconsequential to adults, but as teenagers they’re life or death. Getting good grades, hoping that one girl will like us, praying no one will notice the missing Jack Daniels we took from our parents or praying that we somehow fit in.

When you become a man with real responsibilities, fear is a different animal. It latches on to the great things in life – the things you’ve always wanted: family, your dream job, that house by the park, money and your marriage. You don’t see it at first because it gracefully sneaks up on you.

With a baseball bat.

It’s those responsibilities that drive fear in the average guy. The more responsibilities, the better chance fear will consume you. You fear real things: that you’ll be laid off and not be able to feed your family, that you‘ll screw up your marriage and your wife will leave you, that one of your kids will be seriously injured, or that you’ll end up being a terrible father. Very real fears, but all are more likely to happen the more fear controls you. The more it burns in you, the more powerful it becomes.

The confusing thing is that It doesn’t look like fear at first. And for some, it will never look like fear. Fear will get away with a barrage of crimes and never be brought to justice. Instead, it will be blamed on fear’s favorite cousins: anger, resentment, anxiety and isolation.

Fear is the family terrorist that no one talks about. It lurks, but is never brought into the light. As men, we cannot admit fear. That is weak. We’re indirectly taught this at an early age. Admitting fear is a flaw that will make you look like you can’t handle things; at the office or at home. If you’re supposed to be the one to protect and provide and you’re scared, you worry the people who depend will lose faith.

Fear also destroys our dreams. We’re afraid to act when there is a time to prove ourselves and risk is high. Instead of going for greatness, we instead choose a limiting comfort that’s all too familiar. We end up leading a life that our 22 year old self would be horrified of. We convince ourselves the worst-case-scenario is something we can’t survive and choose unhappiness over uncertainty.

Unless you recognize fear at its earliest stages, the only time you truly rid yourself of fear is when you’ve lost everything. You finally realize you can survive when the worst happens. Life gave you the best its got and you’re still standing. Almost like when Apollo Creed beat Rocky so badly … and Rocky got up. All Apollo could do was shake his head in dismay.
That’s when fear ends; when life shakes its head in dismay after giving you the beating of a lifetime.

And you get up.

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santa 300x221 Heres What Happens When Santa Doesnt DeliverI was trying to teach him a lesson.

Boy #1 is a pretty easy kid. He’s always in a good mood, up for anything, does what he’s told (most of the time), loves people, and is a joy to be around. A couple Christmases ago he asked Santa for a Nintendo DS and was really hoping the fat man would deliver.

Like most families, my kids have way too much stuff. The big concern is that they’re going to get to the point where they’re never satisfied with anything because all the crap that ends up in our house. They may not have as much as a few of their friends, but they want for nothing. My big plan was to not give them everything they wanted for Christmas last year. It’s a good life lesson: you don’t get everything you want, and you learn to really appreciate what you have.

Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time.

So Christmas morning comes and the kids come in every 1/2 hour starting at 3:30 AM. Finally, around 6 AM I give them the green light and away they went.

The kids went flying down the stairs like the house was on fire. We heard a couple of “all rights!!” And then a gasp. Followed by Boy #1 saying, “What? No DS?” It was the same voice Molly Ringwald used when confronting Andrew McCarthy in Pretty in Pink after she realized he was stiffing her for the prom. Confusion and terror mixed with a whisper of desperation.

He was silent for about 7 seconds followed by quiet sobbing. It wasn’t crying, it was much worse — he wasn’t sad, he was hurt. Then came the “punch in the face.” Between sobs he said:

“I thought I was good this year.”

I’ve been horrified before. I was horrified when I got pants-ed by Tracey Miller in the 5th grade. I was horrified when David Lee Roth left Van Halen. And I was horrified when legendary Hall of Fame college basketball coach Marv Harshman screamed what an idiot I was in front of the entire basketball camp in 1986 after I messed up a fast break. But this was the topper. I had no feeling in my feet.

At that point I would have dropped 20 grand on a gold-plated DS with a diamond studded stylist and every game imaginable. Is there anything worse than finding out that your grand plan as a parent has completely backfired? And how bad did it backfire?

He got a DS with games for his birthday a few months later. We need to keep in mind as we stumble through life that it’s a learning process for parents too.

 

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How to Use Proper Elevator Etiquette

by Craig Playstead December 16, 2011

Life is tough, but it’s tougher when you’re stupid. – John Wayne I take the elevator at least six times a day while at work.  You would think people could get on and get off with a little class and thoughtfulness. Well, you’d be wrong. Few things irritate me more than people with no elevator [...]

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