I have a problem. Wait, I’ll call it a challenge since it doesn’t sound quite so sinister. It’s actually a blessing…and a curse. So here is my humble confession:
Which, all things being equal, is not generally considered a bad thing. If you’re a cheerleader, that is.
And I never was, a cheerleader I mean, at least not in the “rah-rah-go-team”, pom pom and kicks sort of way. But I have a recognized (dare I say ICD-9 coded??) innate ability to grab onto a project, or a Continue reading “I have a problem…”