Carol H Tucker Passionate about knowledge management and organizational development, expert in loan servicing, virtual world denizen and community facilitator, and a DISNEY fan
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beladona Memorial Be warned:in this very rich environment where you can immerse yourself so completely, your emotions will become engaged -- and not everyone is cognizant of that. Among the many excellent features of SL, there is no auto-return on hearts, so be wary of where your's wanders...
There are two observations that I have made since the beginning of the current economic turmoil.
The first was that it was going to be a two-prong whammy -- drop then recovery then drop again. I based that on what I saw happen back in 1989 when the real estate values fell dramatically and the tech stocks plummetted. About 18 months later, the small businesses could no longer stay afloat using personal credit, credit cards and trade payables and started to fold....
The second is that we cannot save our way out of a depression. Herbet Hoover did everything the Tea Party suggested, trying to preserve the wealthy. It didn't work then and it is not going to work now. IMNSHO, a robust middle class is necessary for prosperity and it is that middle class that is being currently squeezed out of existance
So I decide that given the hours I spend in front of the PC, perhaps using a chair that my old bank was throwing out in 1996 was not the best of choices. My son happened to be looking for a chair and we cruise Amazon together and come up with this one. I order it and it is delivered quickly. Only one slight issue....
Okay, I spread the itiems out, check the inventory and then start looking for the directions....
Er, no directions, just diagrams. Tis time to put the thinking cap on! It takes about an hour, but I did it, all by myself!
Now to get used to the new chair and get those adjustments set just right....
It will be six months tomorrow that things irrevocably shifted for me, thanks to a little dragon who learned more than I wanted to believe. In that time I have done a lot of processing about what the imbroglio said about everyone involved, thought about revissionist history, completely removed myself from the equation, pondered the value of silence and questioned my purpose. Each one of those items is a blog post in and of itself. Each one tells a story.
Bubbles are delicate, ephemeral gossamer things of beauty. To damage the bubble that two people have wrapt around themselves is easy -- doubts, gossip, blame, comparisons, innuendo, inference. And when the bubble bursts, you have to choose whether or not to focus on the loss or the memories