Being a Half Ass

I’m going to focus on a professional fear rather than a personal one because the personal is more than obvious. I fear on a minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day basis that anything bad might happen to my kids. There would be nothing worse. Period.

So to talk about that one further is way too depressing, so my other fear is being thought of as a half ass – someone that doesn’t seem to ever follow through on the big stuff, the hard stuff. I generally think of myself as creative and capable at doing many things and a good self-starter, but I struggle to maintain momentum at times when the work at hand becomes toiling. Whether my brain becomes a short attention span theatre or other things seem to hold me back it’s a struggle at times.

And I worry that I might be seen this way by colleagues.