Sick and Tired of Being Sick and Tired: Week 11

Posted by Edward Ernest | Jan 23, 2018 | Body Image, Sick and Tired of Being Sick and Tired | 0 |

The move into my new apartment went pretty smoothly. The home office slash headquarters is set up and looking pretty fancy. It’s clean……. For now. And the next step on the agenda was finding our first freelancer. 

When we last left you, we were having some trouble, but then I received this straight to the point email. 

That response gave me quite the chuckle. I responded that it was a real job. The follow-up response got my attention too. I liked how she had no issues with referencing Anne Frank when it came to comedy. I know that would ruffle some feathers for almost anyone, but for me, it said, this person is willing to test where the edge is and willing to fall off the cliff if necessary to figure that out. 

By this point, I was a huge of this person that I’ve never met, but I was pretty excited to meet Amber Adams, and we set up a meeting the next day.

I had no idea what to expect, but when Amber walked through the door, she brought a whole ton of enthusiasm with her. When she was on, she was the type of person that caught the attention of people in the room. If you through her into any sort of party, it didn’t matter who, this person could make conversation with anyone. I could just tell. Amber was a character, and I’m quite fond of characters.

Did I know if Amber would be able to write for this site? Not really. All I knew is that she’d figure out how to contribute and seemed to believe in what we were building. We talked liked we’d been friends all our lives, and I was sold. We had our first freelance employee, and Bobby Jenkins: The Diary of a Bipolar Bear was born.

Amber’s first attempt at writing wasn’t the best, but I sent back my notes for improvement. For a minute I second guessed myself and that maybe I had mistaken enthusiasm for ability/talent, but that was very short lived. Amber’s 2nd attempt at the work was a home run and she was much funnier than I thought too.

She brought a realness with a touch of humor to everything she put down on paper. She was meant to be Bobby Jenkins, and it put a big smile on face. Things were falling into place.

Sidenote: And for those that were wondering. I’ve been able to keep up my running and all my healthy eating habits. So far so good on that front. And at soccer this week I fell flat on my face again, but I was able to last a lot longer on the field this time out……. Off to bed.

Night Night

Thanks for following my adventure of Being Sick and Tired of Being Sick and Tired. If you have any questions, I’m just an email away. Also, if you want to read from DAY ONE, CLICK HERE!

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