Clear the Beachhead

Last week I came to the realization that I’ve spent enough time nursing my wounds and I need to ship. However, I’m still not sure what it is that I ultimately want to ship. There are a lot of things that I’d like to do, but picking a path has become harder as I have grown and learned more. One of my greatest strengths is also one of my greatest weaknesses. I love to learn and I am not one to say “no” to a new experience. As a result, while I thrive in new environments, each new environment encountered adds to an already large list of options that I must choose from.

In a former life, I was obsessed with military strategy and tactics. Most situations where such knowledge is applied share common characteristics. The situations are chaotic, the outcomes are uncertain, and there are no clear right answers. Think the invasion of Normandy. That’s where I am today.

I know that victory for me is defined as owning a successful business that can support my family. There are a lot of other conditions that accompany my imagined V-Day, but for right now my eye is on the prize of self-employment. However, that’s a long way off. I just slogged my way onto the sand and it’s a long dangerous journey to Berlin. While I don’t know exactly what road is going to get me there, that’s not important right now.

I’ve decided to go on the entrepreneurial offensive, and for next few moments, my priority zero is to continue to moving forward.  There is no safety in hunkering down. Left, right or straight? It doesn’t really matter. All I know is that for the next few months, I need to churn. I need to be producing. I need to be hustling. Find some cover, return fire, and look for an exit.

Now is the time to clear the beachhead.