More to chew

Beef-jerkySooo…I’ve been working an idea for a post for months.¬†Months. That’s not like me. Normally I just sit down and write. The thoughts coalesce and the words flow. They may tumble over the top of each other, but eventually they settle into place in a puddle on the page, leaving you to decide whether you wade through or walk around it.

For some reason, I just can’t make this one happen. The ends of my thoughts trail off and evaporate before they can precipitate and I’m left with a thunderhead. Argh.

I’m not letting this one go, though. On the contrary, I’m going to let you chew on it, too.

Wait, what? Chew on it? You got it–it’s WORD JERKY time again! Here’s your thought for the day:

Do actions without intent have meaning? Or is it the thought behind them–not the actions themselves–that define the nature of an interaction?

What do you think? Is it the thought that counts? Or just the results? Sometimes? Every time?

Let’s chat about it.

Dinner plans

IMG_0944Last weekend I cancelled a dinner party. Although I had been looking forward to it, various circumstances led me to make the decision to reschedule, one of the more important of which was the number of people who could attend. Looking at the guest list at the 11th hour, I decided it would be more conducive to what I wanted to accomplish to postpone the event until more people could come.

So with mixed feelings, I sent an email to my invitees. It landed in their inboxes with an apology for the inconvenience and a promise that the new event would be even better than the original I had planned.

As I moved to selecting new dates, my own inbox pinged. One of my invitees had responded, somewhat tongue-in-cheek, with something like this:

How will you make it better? What did you have planned for the first one so I will know how to judge the second one? I’m going to hold you to that!

Even if he was being a smart alec, I thought it was great. I work with this guy, and questions like that underscore why I find him so effective. He digs in, asks the right questions, and holds people accountable. And he does it in a way that people respect–i.e., he’s not a jerk about it.

I know he meant that message as a joke, just to poke a bit of fun at me, but he’s right. I’m already reconsidering my menu and brainstorming some fun activities. He’s holding me accountable, and I plan to rise to the challenge.