It’s Sunday and I’m wrapping up my visit to the #ShmooCon security conference in Washington D.C. My compulsive tendencies are humming along at full throttle, which isn’t as bad as it seems.
True, the goal is to minimize the OCD overdrive as much as possible. Especially when it comes to giving in to one’s addictions. But sometimes it’s good to have that extra drive.
I’ve produced three articles and two podcasts from #ShmooCon, which is pretty prolific for covering a conference. And this is my third personal blog entry from the trip.
Here’s what I haven’t done:
–Consumed flower or sugar, the matter and anti-matter that fuel my addictive behavior
–Worried about the weather and getting our RV shoveled out in time for the departure we have planned. A few years ago that kind of worry would have unhinged me. Now I just don’t see the point of thinking about it. We’ll do our best and we will get home. Besides, it doesn’t look that bad:
–Worried about measuring up to the demands of covering the conference. I used to come home from these in pieces. The worry would always be on getting the next story covered, keeping up with the competition and keeping the bosses happy. This time, I cranked out the content for the sheer enjoyment of it.
And I did take time to smell the roses. Or, more accurately, to play in the snow.
Staying indoors through the entire blizzard would have meant missing cool moments like seeing folks cross-country skiing past the White House.
All in all, a good trip, and a POSITIVE use of OCD hyperactivity. I wanted to see it all, and I did.
Now, I’m eager to get back to the wife and children I adore so much.
Seize the day.