I’m hearing there might be another snowstorm next week, with the timing dangerously close to my planned departure for the ShmooCon security conference. Let’s see if I can turn this into a positive.
See, I used to freak out every time I heard a snowstorm was coming. I’d immediately start raging about the plans that were going to get ruined and the work I was going to miss. Not that I ever really had plans worth worrying about back then.
I’ve mellowed out in that regard since learning to manage the OCD. I’m a lot better at taking things as they come. Not perfect, but better.
If I were staring at the weather report five years ago, I’d be a nut case. I’d start worrying that my upcoming trip to ShmooCon would be ruined and I wouldn’t have the opportunity to prove myself on the job.
It’s different now. I’ve already proven myself on the job. If bad weather scuttles a trip, life will go on and I’ll find other things to write about. It’s no longer a life-or-death situation.
But don’t mistake that for a total lack of care. ShmooCon is one of my favorite security conferences and I love taking the ShmooBus down to DC. If Mother Nature mucks it up, I’m probably going to be pretty pissed off about it.
The difference is that I’m not going to spend every day leading up to it paralyzed with worry. Letting the possibility of a distant event ruin all life leading up to it is just stupid.
But we head cases are pretty good at stupidity.
Let’s see how I do.