Tag: November

Why I Do What I Do.

The Life and Times of Casey Palmer — NaBloPoMo, Day 1 — Why I Do What I Do. (Featured Image)

Last updated on May 3rd, 2021 at 01:22 am

Estimated reading time: 3 minutes

“I feel like most of your posts are apologies for not posting more.”

— a Facebook friend on my post “Serenity Now“

The Last 60 Days.

T.G.I.N., y’all—Thank Goodness It’s November!

With another Halloween in the books (and less of a haul than the year before, but hey—I hear transitioning from naps will do that to you), I’m finally free to turn my eyes to the rest of 2017 and what it yet has in store—a perfect time to take one last run at unfinished resolutions and dangling loose ends.

The Life and Times of Casey Palmer—NaBloPoMo, Day 1—Why I Do What I Do.—The Palmer Boys

With sixty days left in the year (not including today), it’d be all too easy to bow out and rest. 2017’s vastly exceeded my expectations in ways I’d never imagined, but it’s not without cost. My triple life’s an unyielding one, but I’d likely give up a thousand nights’ rest if it meant I could continue chasing my ambitions.

I guess you could call me obsessed. With potential, with growth, obsessed with the freakin’ hustle… it’s tiring work, but I’d have it no other way—it’s what I need to do to get where I want to be.

But in this drive to become my best self, some fear I’ve lost my way—that money and opportunity have led me astray, and that the Casey who got me this far’s a memory… but that’s not it at all.

CONTINUE READING my first post of November and why I continue my quest to write! “Why I Do What I Do.”

SERENITY NOW: Suffering in Silence.

The Life and Times of Casey Palmer — SERENITY NOW- Act 1 — Suffering in Silence. (Featured Image)

Last updated on April 4th, 2021 at 02:09 pm

So you may have noticed the blog a little lacking of late. Life hasn’t been so forgiving lately, and yes—it’s been a struggle. Whether it’s the transition to being a schoolkid’s Dad and the rigorous schedule that comes with it or the 12-hour days the 9-5 had for me in budget season, I’ve been continually choosing some things at the cost of others just to keep my head above water.

But now that I’m through a period that had me at my wits’ end more often than I liked, licking my wounds isn’t an option. The world didn’t stop turning while I fought to find my way, and several weeks later with a to-do list filling four sheets of lined paper double-sided, it’s time to kick it up a notch and start producing like I know I can.

And I’d say there’s no better time to do it than NaBloPoMo.

NaBloPoMo—Because This Dude Ain’t Slackin’ No Mo

The Life and Times of Casey Palmer—SERENITY NOW- Act 1—Suffering in Silence.—Baby Palmer, Future Writer
CONTINUE READING on what I’m doing to get back on the horse! “SERENITY NOW: Suffering in Silence.”

Tradition, Tailoring and Tilling My Land

The 2013 100 51-60 — 4 Faces of Casey

Last updated on April 5th, 2021 at 12:44 am

What’s struck me so far as I write these year-end wrap-ups is that I’m dealing with the list of a maniac. At 100 items, that’s 3.65 days to get each item done, or 8,760 hours.

But if I sleep 6 hours a night, that’s suddenly 6,570 hours.

And with a 40-hour work week (not including my 3 weeks of vacation), that brings us down to 4,610.

Put in a couple of hours per day to eat, shower and other essentials and you’re suddenly down to 3,880 hours, or a mere 161\frac{2}{3} days worth of time (or perhaps, a mere 8 hours per weekday, with the hope that the weekends don’t find themselves suddenly overloaded) to do 100 things. And that’s, of course, on top of going out with friends, being a good family man, and perhaps finding time to do things that were never on the list in the first place.

Unless you’ve somehow bought yourself the luxury of unlimited time, a list of 100 goals is best achieved when attainable. You can’t be everywhere at once or do everything at once—sometimes we need humility and a reminder that there’s simply only one of us!

It’s what we do with that one that makes all the difference.

So let’s chalk this up to a learning experience. Let’s figure out what really matters, what’d be nice to do, and what’d be inane to expect with a wife and kid at home, needing me to play my role as a father.

Once more unto the breach!

READ MORE: The 2013 100, Items 51-60: Tradition, Tailoring and Tilling My Land “Tradition, Tailoring and Tilling My Land”

A Close Shave and The Novel That Never Was

The featured image for A November to Remember, Verse 1 with an image of Casey Palmer and his Movember moustache.

Last updated on May 18th, 2021 at 12:28 pm

The tree we purchased for Christmas 2012
The tree we painstakingly purchased for Christmas 2012.

Every year. Every year we go through this.

We near the end of the year, wondering where all the time went and lamenting all the things we failed to do over the months. We plan to close out the year with a bang and swear to make a better effort to hit our goals in the next year. Year after year we try, but invariably repeat ourselves time and time again. So while the year’s already seen a lot of awesome in my life, I’d told myself back in January that this would be the year I rocked Movember and NaNoWriMo, earning fame, riches and glory in the process!

It’d all started so well.

I’d thought, “Grow a moustache and raise money for charity—that’s not so hard; I grow facial hair all the time anyway. And write a 50,000-word novel? I write, like, every day. I can do this.”

I knew it wouldn’t be easy, but I had the drive, determination and direction to make it happen—I was convinced that if anyone could do it, someone who was so used to juggling multiple things all the time was the perfect person to do it!

It’s funny, the things we can convince ourselves of and yet be so utterly wrong.

Continue reading “A Close Shave and The Novel That Never Was”
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