The tank is on empty

Whew..... I am older than I thought. I started work @ 1:00 and went till 9:00 The plan wa s for me to go a few hours longer, but I faded. Like the '69 Cubs, or a nun on a hayride. But today I did some real good things. I came to Alaska to make a difference and I felt myself doing just that. I have been an accountant for 28 years, but know nothing about the bowling business. And not that it is brain surgey, but there alot of different spokes comming out from the hub. Snack bar, bar bar, locker rental, vending revenue, tournament hosting, league bowling....onandonandonandon. I am confident I can marry my accounting experience with an abilty to learn fast and make a difference again. I have had moments in the sun before but always managed to sabatoge my own gains. Stupid comments, stupid actions, dissapointing results. Its enough to make you want to heave.

The pace here is sooooo much slower than Chicago. People have things to do and places to go, but not everyone is racing to get there. Even ina loud and bustling setting like a bowling alley, there is a calmness and self awareness that things can wait a few seconds until they jolly-well get there to do it. I see myself mellowing out down the line to fit this pace, and believe me, it will help me live longer. There is a whole lot less of a whole lot of things here than in Chi-town. But in alot of ways there is so much more than I ever dreamed imagineable. And 1 last thought. Its awfull hard to kill a grizzly bear with a water pistol.