Setting goals works. Unfortunately I am not one that has ever set goals. You can tell that by how I’ve lived my life. I wasn’t raised with the thought of setting goals or to be goal oriented. My first memory of having goals and meeting them happened when I was in my early thirties.
I was working as a clerk at The Mearl Corporation. I was hired to work in the Maintenance Dept. I supported the engineers and supervisors in that department. I was working under an older lady, (Doris, single). She was very nice. It was the kind of job that was repetitive, processing bills from our contractors. It was a great job for a young lady. I worked with all men around my age; OMG the stories and adventures which I will save for the Pages background about my Job History.
Anyway, I digress, one of the young engineers, whom I became friends with, was telling me about his goals in life. That was the first time I had ever talked to someone about the subject of having goals. It was very eye opening to me and sure enough he did accomplish the goals he had laid out to me. After that time, I guess I practiced having some goals, because I did go back to college and I did save money for specific goals, which I did indeed accomplish. So now in retrospect, I’m realizing that I stopped having goals soon after being diagnosed with MS.
This post has now gone in another direction from when I started. By writing all of this down, I did have goals, and I did meet them!!! So it is this stupid disease which put an end to my goals. I allowed it. Brother, did that take me a looooooooooong time to come to this conclusion. Phew. I’m going to end here and think about all of this. I will write another post about setting goals that I was originally going to write about.