Back at it

I don't know the last time I went without writing. It's kind of funny how easy it is to out of the habit and then to worry that "I don't have anything to say that's worth writing about." I don't really have less or more than I did before I blew my hand out, but perhaps typing at all now feels like a tricky piece of my work.

I have learned a lot from several days of a wrapped up and limited hand. I had to get help. I had to let my assistant carry packages from the mailboxes place to the car. When I suggested I carry everything and asked to to take the key to open the car for me, she cocked her head and asked if perhaps everything might work better if I didn't carry everything with my bandaged wrist. This is yet another reminder of why I hired her.

I think many of us hate asking for help. I started this business by myself and it's a weird thing when you can't do it all alone. I talked over my projections for the year with my bookkeeper this morning and she reminded me that I can call and ask questions whenever I want. How funny that these things don't occur to us otherwise.

So... I encourage all of you not to wait until you injure yourself- learn to ask for help now. Then you won't be such a hack at it when you really need it, like I did.