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Planning a wedding in six months – Part 2 – Engagement

The PolyBlog
March 10 2018

Of the 16 categories I mentioned in the first post (Planning a wedding in six months – Part 1 – Early planning), one thing that makes almost no sense at first blush is to have an engagement heading. After all, aren’t you already engaged if you’re planning the wedding together?

For us, the answer was yes and no.

As I mentioned in the last post, we kind of “decided” this was the year we were both ready and we would move forward with a wedding. We’d been together six years, were already living together and had bought a house together, but we hadn’t gotten married yet. Without getting too far into personal details, my wife is a lot younger than me, and while she was ready for the rest, she wasn’t ready for marriage and I wasn’t pushing. So I didn’t want to spring an engagement ring on her if she wasn’t ready. Then we decided we WERE ready, and we were planning a date, but she had no ring, since we kind of “discussed” our way into it, it wasn’t a “fun and spontaneous” moment.

You also might have noticed in the previous post, that one of my MUST-HAVES was a ring for my wife-to-be. I wanted her to have the engagement ring, to enjoy it, to enjoy the experience of getting it. Yet I knew it wouldn’t exactly be a surprise, so some of the “fun” part of the experience — the stories that people tell for years — was missing. And I didn’t want her to miss out on any part of the “wedding” or “engagement” experience.

Choosing a ring

Lots of people go and look at rings before they get engaged, get some idea of what the woman wants to have in terms of design, the guy figures out his price range (and then often doubles it), and then the guy chooses the ring. In many ways, that process seems fun and exciting, but as it will likely be the most expensive jewellery that the woman ever owns, shouldn’t she have a bit more say in it?

In our case, my wife’s aunt is a private jeweler in Toronto. In month one, we went up to Toronto, looked at a bunch of cut but unmounted diamonds, and basically freaked myself out. There were all these stones rolling around the desktop, $5K, 10K, $20K each. A couple fell on the floor at different times. I couldn’t keep them straight, which was which. We got a feel for what my wife-to-be liked, chose something approximately, and then my fiancée (hey, cool word to use! let’s use it all the time!) left while I chose the ring and mount. All good. The aunt said it would take about eight weeks.

After we got back to Ottawa, I had a small regret. Yes, my wife-to-be got to choose her stone and have a say in her biggest jewellery piece, but would she feel surprised when she got it in two months? Would she be excited? It bothered me that she didn’t have the “real” engagement experience, the fun part, essentially. And I started thinking deviously. What if we told her it wouldn’t be available until May 24th, but it was actually available May 8? We could slip down to Peterborough for Mother’s Day or so (and her mother’s birthday), I’d work some magic with the aunt, and I’d have the ring ready to give her as a surprise two weeks early. Great plan.

Except I didn’t tell the aunt it was going to be a total surprise on timing. So about two weeks before May 8th, the aunt said in an email to both of us, “Good news, we’ll have it ready for the 8th”. Dammit! I blew it. She now knew the date again. Shoot. No surprise.

Unless…

Unless I somehow got the ring from the aunt BEFORE the 8th, and didn’t tell my wife. Maybe by courier. It sounded like a plan to me, but the shipping with the full insurance was exorbitant. Hmm…what if I drove to Toronto and picked it up? Then I would have it early, and she would then be able to show it off at Mother’s Day. Hmm…would that work?

Discussions of logistics with the aunt proved it was possible, but how would I drive to Toronto and back without my wife knowing where I was? We work in the SAME complex, she would know something was up if I didn’t go to work one day. I devised a plan. I would take a day off, but tell her I was going to a conference instead. That way, she wouldn’t suspect. We got up that morning, started getting ready, I put on my suit to go to the “conference” (wink, wink, nudge, nudge) and then when she went to the shower, I grabbed some casual clothes to wear on the drive, jumped in the car and I was off to Toronto!

For those of you not familiar with the Ottawa to Toronto trip, it’s about 4.5 hours. I got there, had lunch with the aunt, hopped back in the car, and I was off again!

It was Thursday and we were going to Peterborough on Friday. Which meant I had Thursday night to get her the ring. Sure, I wasn’t nervous about her answer, but I wanted it memorable. I called her from the car, suggested we go out for a nice dinner, sounds good, right? Nope, she said we had some leftovers we needed to eat up. Leftovers were NOT special, was my thought.

I suggested a nice dinner instead, since I was already wearing a suit (supposedly, at least, for the “conference”, nudge, nudge) and I had just accepted a new job, a little celebration. I wasn’t looking for super high-end, that would have been suspicious, but there is a Keg Manor in Ottawa that’s in a historic old house with a nice garden next to it. She said, “Okay, sure”. She wanted to change first though, so we went home, got ready, headed out.

After the plan of “drive to Toronto and back in a single day”, I didn’t really have anything further in mind. We wandered around the garden, looked at some nice flowers. I was debating what to do…one knee? Something memorable to say? My mind was relatively blank (a common occurrence, to which she would likely attest). In the end, I basically said I had something for her to celebrate our “two month anniversary of being engaged” (March 8 to May 8). When I pulled out the box, I said, “this is for you,” (I know, really memorable, right?) but she was all giggly and surprised anyway. “How did you get my ring?”. When I told her I didn’t “really” have a conference that day, she was like, “You DROVE to Toronto and back all today? How???” and then she had the ring in her hand and it didn’t matter any more how or why or when. Jackpot!

And she got the chance to call people and tell them, and then to show them the ring that weekend too. Not exactly traditional, but it worked for us. ** Spousal edit: My wife reminds that I also forgot my wallet when we went for dinner and she had to pay.

So what was on my hidden part of the tracker?

  • Get engaged (Week 1)
  • Tell parents (Week 1) ** Spousal edit — My wife informs my memory is faulty…we actually waited two weeks to tell the parents in person.
  • Tell family (Week 1)
  • Tell friends (Week 2)
  • Buy ring – engagement (Week 3)
  • Give ring / propose (Week 8)

In most cases, people would only have the “tell / tell / tell” headings under their Must-Haves-For-Us headings. Of course, while we were picking out her engagement ring, we also looked at wedding bands too. Some people might do those under the ceremony heading, or here. As long as they’re being tracked somewhere, it doesn’t matter!

But if you thought you were going to get off scot-free on this heading, you’d be mistaken. Because there are a few other things that you might need to do:

  • Choose wedding date — Yes, we had a notional date, September, but with only six months on the clock, we needed to choose a date immediately. With a backup in case a venue wasn’t available. September 13th would be our date, screw the superstitions of 13 being an unlucky number;
  • Put an engagement notice in the paper — Some families do this, particularly if it’s a small town, it’s just tradition;
  • Publish banns in the church — if you’re in a particular religion (like Catholicism), the churches “publish the banns” (i.e. notices) before the wedding to see if anyone objects, again for tradition if you care;
  • Engagement party — Some people want to have an engagement party to celebrate, but for us, that was way down the list of “nice-to-haves”, and maybe if we had a year or two, we might have done it, but we pushed it off a bit (and later it morphed into something else);
  • Pay for rings — I mentioned you could track the engagement ring and/or the wedding bands here or under ceremony, but wherever you track them, you also need to pay for them and put them in your expense tracker;
  • Introduce the parents — lots of people get married and their parents already know each other well, by circumstance, by schedule, or by planning, but in our case, they didn’t, so we arranged for them to “meet” (there were only three, it was easy to arrange a quick lunch or dinner, I don’t even remember which…or was it a BBQ? ** Spousal edit: My wife reminds me went to a restaurant in Peterborough.); and,
  • Discuss any big questions that are outstanding.

I threw this last one in here because a lot of people “think” it is already done before they get engaged in the first place. But many churches suggest that before you get married in their church, you should attend a pre-marriage counselling. Think of it as pre-marriage boot camp. Why? Because they want to know and they want you to know that you’ve addressed most of the big questions that can lead to divorce later on. Like for instance, how many kids do you want? If you have kids, will you take them to church? How will you handle discipline? How do you feel about who takes care of them if Mom goes back to work right away?

I know, you love each other, none of these questions are deal-breakers for you, right? Until you trip over one that is. Wait, what, you expect me to TAKE YOUR NAME? You want FOUR kids, not TWO? Everybody is different. And something you never thought about could prompt a discussion you’re not expecting or ready to have with your spouse-to-be.

For us, we didn’t particularly feel like we needed that discussion to be with a religious leader, nor did we have one handy in Ottawa to do it anyway. Nor did we feel we needed anyone facilitating the discussion, although some people we know think it was a fantastic idea. Instead, we downloaded a bunch of questions off the net and we both went through and picked a few that were important to each of us. Then, over time, we discussed a few of them. Nothing earth-shattering, partly as we had already had many of those discussions earlier.

One that was an interesting one for us was last names. But not in the way you might think. For me, I thought it was ludicrous that she might take my name after marriage. I dated her as Andrea H—–, I fell in love with Andrea H—–, I was marrying Andrea H—–, and then she would be Andrea S—–? That made no sense to me. Or her, which was the important part. When someone asked her if she was changing her name, her response was, “Yes, I’m thinking of Elizabeth.” I’ve always loved that response. Now, don’t get us wrong, we don’t care what other people do, but it made no sense TO us, FOR us. So that was normal for us.

And when it came to the possible last name of our future children, we glossed over it at the time, but for me, I just assumed they would have her last name. So no real issue for us, and in the end, that’s what we did. We stuck my last name in as a middle name, but I didn’t feel strongly about it.

Most people get spontaneously engaged for love, which is exciting, but the actual marriage is more about the sober reflection side of life. And running through some of these questions can be eye-opening, even if only for the ways in which you discuss things and communicate. You’re planning a life together, this is a good little test for yourself to see if you can work through things that are a bit more challenging than what restaurant you want to go to tonight.

However, for most of the items above, the schedule is relatively flexible. It’s up to you to decide if they are must-haves or just nice-to-haves, and when you want them to happen.

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Planning a wedding in six months – Part 1 – Early planning

The PolyBlog
March 10 2018

My wife and I are going to celebrate our tenth wedding anniversary in just over six months, and so this weekend marks a bit of an occasion on it’s own. We decided to get married ten years ago, planning on a short engagement of six months, rather than a long engagement, for a number of reasons.

First, everybody we know who had a long engagement (or at least from the time they set an actual date to the actual date itself i.e. not including those who got engaged but didn’t set a date right away) basically filled every waking moment with wedding planning. I’d like to point to couple x or y as examples, but that wouldn’t be fair to them, nor potentially accurate since we were only observing from afar. But for certain couples, it was just flat out stress. Over and over again I’ve seen couples get to the wedding itself and quite frankly, they just want it OVER. They’re just so sick and tired of talking about it, they want the damn thing done. I didn’t want that.

Second, I in particular didn’t want a huge wedding. So by limiting the timeline, we were also limiting some of the pomp and circumstance that would go with it.

Third, not for nothing, we’d already been together for awhile, I wanted kids and for me that meant within a marriage, and I wasn’t getting any younger. So a small time pressure. Yeah, yeah, I know, you’ll say lots of men have become fathers later in life, but I wanted any children to arrive when I was young enough to enjoy them. Some of that was personal preference, some of that was my past experience with my own father, but I wanted to be under 42 or 43 at the latest. In an ideal world, I would have been only 35, but that ship had sailed.

So we decided to get married.

For some people, that’s a down-on-one-knee sort of world. A formal proposal, hearts beat, time stops, there’s a shock moment, and then joy, kissing, etc. For my wife and I, it was a bit more relaxed than that. We both wanted to get married only if we both were ready, and we both weren’t up until then. Then, while exchanging late Valentine’s Day cards (March 8), we talked about the future and decided we were ready. We talked a bit about what it would look like (the wedding), and set an approximate time. September.

If you’re doing the math at home, that’s six months.

Lots of people were like, “Wow, are you pregnant?”. Umm, no, we’re just getting married in six months. Many of those people had planned their wedding over the course of a year and felt they had to rush things, and here we were embarking on trying to do it in six months.

Within 36 hours, we basically had the outline for what our wedding would look like.

We had some advantages. First of all, I’m a planner by nature. I make lists, I set goals, I think like a planner. Doesn’t mean I execute like a planner, but I think like a planner. I’ve taken huge delegations overseas, never lost anyone. Equally, my wife is analytical by nature too. Which means we’re fairly compatible in our approach to planning. I’m way more anal about it, but it wasn’t like trying to combine one analytical planner with one social squirrel. We could do this.

Second, we also recognized that certain things would have to change from a “average/normal” approach if we were to do it in six months. We agreed early we would pay for virtually all of it ourselves, and we would control the planning so that it was “our” wedding, not a social-business outing where we would invite a business contact of our uncle’s or a seventh cousin whose mother invited my mother to a wedding a few years ago. We weren’t anticipating such requests, but wedding planning does strange things to people. We would also keep the size reasonable. Equally, we wouldn’t be able to necessarily have everything “perfect” in terms of venue, reception, guestlist, weather, blah blah blah. We recognized there were essentials for everyone, must-haves for us, and nice-to-haves for us.

Essentials

We recognized upfront that all we really needed were me, her, an officiant, two witnesses, a wedding license, and a pen. Most people’s immediate reaction to that is, “Well, sure, but my parents and sibling have to be there. And a church. And a dress. And….”. But really, no, you don’t. You may get disowned without those other things, you may cause friction, you may not “live the dream” you had when you were six, but they’re not essential. A couple, an officiant, witnesses, and a license — these are the “must-haves” for everyone. If you have all those, you’re golden.

And guess what? You already have the biggest one. The couple.

Must-haves for us

For us, must haves were immediate family. My five siblings and their families, her sister and family, my mother, her parents and grandfather.

For her, she wanted a dress and her sister as maid of honour. It was a small mental debate as to whether her aunts / uncles / cousins were must-haves or potentially just nice-to-haves, but once we decided on size, it was easy to consider them must-haves.

For me, I wanted something during the day to recognize my late father, an engagement ring for my wife-to-be, writing our own vows, and some nice photos.

Nice-to-haves for us

If you look at the three categories, you’ll see that the first is generic — what everyone needs. The second and third have the extra “for us” phrase added on. Because tons of people have views about weddings, and lots of psychological scripts that people follow without really questioning if that is important to them. And then 22 choices later, they have a wedding shaping up with a bunch of stuff they don’t care about and all of it takes time and energy away from the things they do care about.

When you read the first two categories, did you see something big that was missing? Something TONS of people want/need/say is a must-have for them? A church.

And it is one of the two biggest obstacles to doing a wedding in less than six months. If you have to book a church, and more likely a specific church, there’s a good chance it might be booked on the day you want, or at least have constraints around the time of day that works well for the schedule you’re envisioning.

For us, it wasn’t a huge issue. Nice, but not a must.

The second obstacle a lot of people have is they often have a specific venue in mind for a reception — and equally, with six months notice, there’s a good chance it’s already booked. If those are in your ESSENTIALS or MUST-HAVES, well, you’re likely screwed.

And this is probably the biggest lesson learned of planning a wedding — the more inflexible you are on something big, the more flexible you may have to be on EVERYTHING else.

Getting the planning going

We did three things right up front in our planning.

First, we told some people. Who first? The same people who were our must-haves above. Of course, we wanted to share our good news, but we also wanted them to know there was a wedding in September so they would keep their calendars open while we firmed up a date. Plus it’s an easy way to find out if cousin Bob has THEIR wedding planned for the same weekend and just hasn’t told anyone.

Second, we brainstormed venues. We’re both from Peterborough even though we live in Ottawa now, so we debated a wedding in Ottawa vs. Peterborough. But, in the end, our lives are in Ottawa and we wanted it here. So what would we have available? A church? A chapel? An open-air park? An university venue? Hotel? Municipal hall? Legion? We knew most “big” places would already be booked, so we started thinking outside the box — non-traditional venues.

Third, we went online and looked at generic planning guides, lists of things that had to be done for a wedding, etc. and downloaded them. Many of them were aimed at planning a wedding in 12 months or even 24 months. But that didn’t matter, what mattered was coming up with a bunch of key headings to think about for OUR planning.

Here was our list:

  1. General Planning
  2. Engagement
  3. Ceremony
  4. Reception
  5. Honeymoon

Nice, simple. Useless, to be honest. It wasn’t too long before we needed a bigger master list, or more accurately, unpacking some of those headings into smaller and smaller ones:

  1. General Planning
  2. Engagement
  3. Accommodations
  4. Invitations, order of service
  5. Gifts
  6. Website
  7. Flowers and Decorations
  8. Transportation
  9. Photography
  10. Showers, bachelor(ette) parties
  11. Rehearsal
  12. Ceremony
  13. Reception (including catering)
  14. Brunch
  15. Honeymoon
  16. Thank yous

Those 16 categories kept us relatively on track for the six months. And they are the 16 categories I’ll use below to talk about some of the things we focused on for each one, although I plan to change the order somewhat.

1. General Planning

It might seem at first that a heading of “planning” makes no sense for what is essentially all planning, but it is about having some little tools for yourself to help you through the process. The list itself — i.e. the 16 categories and all the things under them — was the main item. Every time we thought of something we “wanted” or “needed” to do, it went on the list. It made sure things didn’t get missed. Which sounds a bit obvious, right? But the reality is that most people have multiple lists, written down all over the place. They don’t put them in one place so BOTH of you know what’s being done and when. I know lots of guys bail early on the process, some just don’t care as long as the essentials are met, but for me, this would truly be a “joint” project — OUR wedding, not her wedding with me as a guest.

So we set up an activity tracker in Word. We created a table of about 28 columns and 16 categories down the side. The first two columns were “categories” and “activities/tasks” and then there were 26 columns for the approximately 26 weeks up until the wedding. (For those in the know, you’re basically creating an informal Gantt chart, but that’s not that important to know). Some people just go with six columns (one for each month), but having the 26 let us plan things with a bit more precision (and divide up the work a bit better rather than a huge list each month). While the list might be long, the important thing is to figure out which week (or month) it needs to be done by or alternatively a good week when you’re not quite as busy.

The second thing we set up was an expense tracker, although it was as much a “payment” tracker as anything. It was a quick way to keep track of deposits, amounts, etc. and match it to our budget to make sure we weren’t going crazy. And to remember when certain extra deposits were due and to put THEM on the activity tracker.

We also put a third thing in this category, partly because it didn’t seem to fit anywhere else as neatly. We tried to think about what the role was of certain specific guests:

  • Matron of Honour
  • Best man
  • Parents (Mother, Father) of the Bride
  • Parents (Mother) of the Groom

Why those four? Because often those four groups will be the ones helping you on your activities. And while it wasn’t a concern for us, lots of people online noted that the sooner you figure out some things you WANT them to do (and give them a role), the easier it is for you to avoid them doing things on their own that you DON’T want them to do. Plus delegation is fun, didn’t you know? 🙂

Essential: A list or several lists (Week 1-16)

Must have for us: A tracker (Week 1-16)

Nice to have for us: An expense tracker (Week 1-16), roles for specific guests (Week 2).

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2015 – The year I commit…

The PolyBlog
January 1 2015

I’ve been promising a big announcement for just over six weeks, and while some might think it is just “Paul setting his goals for the new year”, trust me, it’s different. How? Let me start with how I got here.

I started by looking back. Way back. And I realized that my life, or at least my levels of personal development, can be broken into three general phases.

First there was “young me”, maybe up until about Grade 11. Call him PolyWogg 1.0…I’m sure there were early beta releases, but somewhere around Grade 7, I realized two things that made me “unique”. First, I was pretty good at academics and most of it came easily to me. I wasn’t an athlete, I wasn’t the funniest guy, I wasn’t a bad boy (the edgiest thing I ever did was wear a hat that said “Take A Flyer”, which was short for “Take a flying f*** on a rolling doughnut”), and I wasn’t any woman’s dreamboat. Second, I was an extreme introvert, and didn’t mind spending time alone rather than trying to win more friends. I wanted a few close ones, not a dozen acquaintances.

So I was “book smart”, with my brain leading me into my future. Later, around Grade 11, I realized that not only was I good at figuring out systems, rules, computers, math, logic, etc., but also that I actually enjoyed writing when I wasn’t worried about a formulaic grade calculation. I’ll post more about that in coming months probably, but for now, suffice it to say that I realized that I was a decent writer (yay for Grade 8 teacher Mrs. Elaine Gallagher who predicted that my writing would take me further than my math skills).

From Grade 11 (age 17-ish) to age 29, I moved into a new version of me. Call it PolyWogg 2.0 if you will. I did university in Peterborough, had my first serious romance, went off to law school in B.C., made friends and more than friends, learned a lot but was mostly unhappy, and moved back to Ontario to do a co-op at Foreign Affairs. I found that I liked policy, programs, even corporate files, and that I was pretty good at most of them. I basically found my career “calling” in government, something that hadn’t happened in law school. On the personal front, I had a year of hell between 1995 and 1996. A significant romance died, my finances were in the toilet, government hiring was frozen, I stuck my toe further into the consultancy world. I was trying to get a few things on track here and there. Managed to get a term with Foreign Affairs, started straightening a few things out (I was car-less, living in suburbs of Nepean, with poor bus service, and working 60 hour weeks more out of boredom than actual required workload), thought of moving to a better apartment, doing some studies at Carleton to further my MPA. Then my father died. I spent a lot of time helping my mother, did a bit of travelling, and work was going great. But on the personal front, fast forward about two years and I realized I had no freaking clue who I was or what I wanted anymore.

Based on that drift, I made a giant decision at age 29, the start of PolyWogg 3.0. I decided to take five years off from dating (“decided” is a relative term, no one was knocking my door down to change my decision!). For reference, it’s kind of a similar approach that counsellors advise when people are going through rehab — if you’re not already in a relationship, don’t start one until you’ve been clean for a year. Otherwise, you’re anchoring the “old you”, not anchoring the “new you” that you’ll be. Five years in which I stripped my psyche bare. Ask friends Aliza and Sebastien — they were my default psychotherapy advisors during the time, with many long long long (did I mention long?) conversations where I would be focused heavily on some aspect of my personality or someone else’s. So much so that when it was someone else’s, say a female friend, people thought I wanted to date them. Except I didn’t. What I was doing was saying, “Hey, there’s a great person, what makes them emotionally, intellectually attractive?” and then trying to figure out what I liked about them that I would perhaps one day want to see in someone else. I didn’t have the vocabulary or distance to explain it, but it was never about those other people. It was about what “qualities” they had that I liked, and then figuring out whether I was liking that quality because I actually liked it, or was just following some old script in my head. I probably could have done the same work, or maybe even better, in about a year of working with a competent therapist, but I wasn’t ready or able to do that. So I did it myself. A brutal process, something Aliza (I think?) once described as resembling more self-mutilation than self-reflection.

Four years went by. Lots of good work that I’m proud that I did. Work that I needed to do to become the “new” me. The “me” that actually knew what he was doing, what he wanted, where he was going. Without delving too deep into the phrase, a “me” that I actually really liked. So in my fifth year, I dipped my toe back into the dating waters. At the time, it seemed like an unmitigated disaster. I didn’t really know how to “date”. I was still an extreme introvert, even more so after a couple of serious relationships under my belt and five years of introspection. I still don’t do well at casual friendships. The year was like a freaking pinball machine. Or a roller-coaster, take your pick of metaphors. Looking back, I know most of it was “no harm, no foul”, and it ended relatively well with the first “healthy adult relationship” of my life (age 32!), but the cost was high — an ill-conceived relationship ended a close friendship of 7 years.

I had a big piece of the puzzle figured out — me. What I didn’t know was whether that person could live alone anymore. I knew I wanted a wife, the family, house, car, etc., the whole nine yards. And I couldn’t do it “alone”. But I was also okay if it didn’t happen. I wrestled with this notion for the first six months of 2002. To use another cliché, I was trying to decide if I should go “all in” for finding that other person, or just to live my life and if I found the other person along the way, great. If not, also great. I made my decision on June 14th, 2002, the day before my 33rd birthday. I decided to go with the “live and be open” option rather than “having to find someone”. I’m not explaining the “dilemma” very well, will probably do so later in the year in more detail, but what is important is the decision and the date. Why? Because three days later I had my first date with the woman who eventually agreed to be my wife. It sounds like a cliché, but I do believe that I spent that time creating the me that was ready to meet her.

That version of me that made the decision in June 2002 is still somewhat intact. The core of who I am hasn’t changed from that five years of work. I still have insights into my psyche. I can usually tell what’s going on inside my head, what my squirrels are doing from time to time and how to avoid them in advance or let them run their course if released. The last thirteen years with Andrea has also forced me to grow, as every good relationship should. They say patience is a virtue, but no one has ever said patience was my virtue. Yet I have had to learn patience too. Most friends know that I was ready to get married much earlier than Andrea, a reflection in part of her being eight years younger than me, and both more prudent and cautious when it comes to matters of the heart. Six years ago, we married in a style that doesn’t match anyone’s but our own, and I loved the uniqueness of a wedding in a theatre and a reception on a boat.

And we were incredibly blessed to have a “honeymoon baby”. We got pregnant right away. At 26 weeks, we had a partial rupture of the membrane — a fancy way to say her water broke, but not completely. Ten weeks of bed rest, and she was ready to deliver. Complications, difficulties, tears, smiles, a roller coaster of experience both before and after the birth (I’ll post on this too during the year). Five years later I have a beautiful little boy, whip-smart, loves to read. And write. He fills my bucket every day.

So it sounds like I have it all figured out, right? A job I love. The woman I love. A son I love. House, car, cable. Decent smartphone. Heck, I even have my computer mostly organized the way I want it.

But I don’t have it figured out. Some key pieces, sure, but I’ve been drifting of late. Maybe it’s the realization that I’m officially an orphan, with the estate stuff for my mom all wrapped up, and as I said in the eulogy for her two years ago, we’re the oldest generation now. I felt it at Christmas this year more than the last two, but honestly, I’ve been in drift mode for almost 3 years now. I know how I feel at my core, but sometimes the manifestations of my core seem like the impossible journey. I’m not me. I’m some pale imitation of me, some impostor who has been inhabiting my skin, coasting along in cruise mode, no drive, no engine, no growth.

A local therapist helped me deal with the grief last year, but it wasn’t enough. I need to become something else, something better. I need to become PolyWogg 4.0.

So, with that goal in mind:

2015 is the year I commit to the quest.

I’m not starting from scratch, obviously. The 1700 words above to get to this point are just a sample of the core. I’m also not going into self-reflection mode for 5 years. I did it in just over six weeks, ever since I saw the phrase “Commit to the Quest” in a backpacking magazine (no, I’m not going off to find myself either).

I’m not without inspiration swirling around. Here are some examples:

  • Andrea and Jacob inspire me every day, between Andrea’s roles as co-breadwinner, mother, wife, student, food consultant, all-around star, and someone who puts up with me (which alone qualifies for sainthood) and Jacob’s embracing of all the things that make him my awesome possum;
  • Dan, who rode his bike all over the province this summer for charity before rappelling down Toronto City Hall;
  • Katherine, who underwent a huge career change 3 years ago to successfully run for City Council;
  • Stephan, who is pursuing his dream of building an astronomy park in the Pontiac region, and who infected me with the astronomy bug;
  • Kristine, who on the days when I feel no connection to the writing universe, continues to chug along;
  • Jennifer, Kerridwen, Corinne, Liam and Nicole who have all decided to make giant changes in their lives in recent years to get something they wanted more, even though it meant leaving Ottawa to pursue their dreams;
  • Melissa who posts amazing images of her makeup art;
  • Sebastien and Alexandre (and Liam and Andrea too) who have a 1000 reasons not to complete their graduate degrees and do it anyway;
  • Pam who has long since passed her teen years but still found whimsy (commitment?) enough for a full-back tattoo (and gave me the idea for the vaguebooking countdown);
  • Tara who opened her heart and her mind to her friends on FB with the 100-day gratitude challenge; and,
  • Linda who runs her Epicure business like she tries to live her life, with love and passion.

I could list dozens more, but I see what these people are doing and I’m inspired by it. Some of it will show up in my commitments, and I’ll do a shout-out when it does. Yes, commitments is plural. And so far, I’ve prattled on for 2000 words and all you’ve got so far is a general commitment to be a “new me”.

You want to see the commitment?

You want to see what has been scaring me?

Do you want to see me go all-in to justify you reading this stupid blog?

Okay, here it is.

I commit to being a writer.

I know what you’re thinking, “Umm, that’s it?”. No that’s not it. That’s the commitment. The heading. Not to “become” or “be” a writer in the future but to being one now.

Writers differ in many things, but they all have one thing in common. Writers write.

And I haven’t been consistently doing that. I got a good jump on my HR guide (an old inspiration from Vivian) in my November “creativity challenge”, and I’m pretty glad about that. But that’s a drop in the bucket. I got my website up and running the way I want it to too this past year, but it’s not enough.

To be a writer isn’t simply about dabbling. It’s a commitment to produce.

This blog (PolyWogg) has 55K words in it from previous posts and pages. My other site, ThePolyBlog, has 148K words. Let’s call it 200K, spread out over about 10 years of time although about 4 years of sporadic effort. 50K per year. Cute.

Between January 1st, 2015 and December 31st, I’m going to write 500,000 words. A half-million words worth of commitment. Including finishing my HR guide by the end of March. Ten times my previous average.

Yep, that number scares the crap out of me. But if writers write, I have to commit to the quest or accept the old me. Not happening.

2015 is not only the year I commit to the quest.

2015 is not only the year I become the fourth incarnation of PolyWogg.

2015 is the year I become prolific.

Now you know what vague book commitment #2 was all about — Two important but contextless numbers (4.0 and 500,000).

Stay tuned, and I’ll explain the rest. Those ones won’t take 2500 words though, I promise.

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My plans for 2013: Part 1 of 6 – Personal philosophy…

The PolyBlog
January 15 2013

As anyone who has read this blog or met me already knows, I’m a big believer in having detailed resolutions / yearly plans. Complete with monitoring throughout the year. I have to confess though that this past year was a bit of a write-off. I started strong, but things were starting to get crazy around work in the Spring and then my Mom got sick, and she passed away in November. Goals went out the window, and I pretty much hunkered down in survival mode. At the end of the year, there were a bunch of cartoons / comics I saw that showed people basically beating up on the year 2012 and hoping for a better 2013. Those comics fully resonated with me. I feel like I’ve been drifting for far too long, and I really feel like I need to kickstart some aspects of my life again. Hence, it’s planning time.

For any planning, I think one should start with their personal value system. While I did some work on my “Tier 1” beliefs this past year — my spiritual journey, so to speak — the trip is far from over. As such, what I’m really talking about here are elements of my overall “personal philosophy”. Perhaps “Tier 2” in many ways. For 2013, I don’t see many great “truths” emanating from 2012 that would cause me to change them greatly, but I decided I would more fully articulate what I mean by each of them.

General Philsophy

  1. An unexamined life isn’t worth living. My first element is not that original, I confess. But it is the basis for who I am and even this approach to setting and monitoring my goals. To be aware of my actions or inactions, to take charge of my destiny, to review and assess my behaviour. To accept responsibility for who I am. To reflect that free will comes with the need to be aware of how that will is exercised.
  2. Dare to dream, but live in the real world. I love that so many people out there take a carefree, live positive, think positive, be positive approach to the world. The view that if you just think good thoughts, good results will come. But I am not one of those people. Separate from the problems I have with the way they misconstrue the concept of karma, it also encourages people to think if something bad happens, they were at fault, that somehow they weren’t “deserving” of a better outcome (a dangerous line of thinking, me thinks). Instead I like the idea of daring to dream, but also taking responsibility both for planning and actions to make that happen along with being realistic about the outcomes. Some people interpret that as “settling” or “lowering the bar” before you start, and that is not what it means. Instead, it means perhaps aiming for the moon but being happy that you got off the ground at all, noticing the success you get just from committing to something even if the final goal isn’t achieved. Just as Machiavelli implied that one should always look to the end when measuring means, so too should someone look at the milestones along the way.
  3. Be unreasonable whenever possible. When I was at law school, we learned about the “reasonable man” doctrine that is so prevalent throughout the law. The idea is “what would a reasonable man do / say / think in a given circumstance” as a test for what is reasonable in a situation, somewhere between perfection and negligence. But to me it was also a failure — sometimes we need the bar higher than that, sometimes we want to tilt at windmills and say “Wait a minute, was that REALLY the best we could accomplish? Couldn’t / shouldn’t / wouldn’t we want to aim higher?”. To some, that may even seem “unreasonable”. But having high standards isn’t a bad thing sometimes unless it means you can’t accept anything less or you’re just setting people up to fail (including yourself). Instead, high standards help you remember what really matters to you and keeps you focused on what you’d really like to achieve.
  4. They are only principles if you’re willing to fight for them. This one is heavily related to #2 and #3. There have been times, particularly in my work life, where I have let stuff go unchallenged that I thought was wrong. People who were being run roughshod over, policies that had weird externalities, behaviour that was just unacceptable. I’m not talking about illegal activities, or even necessarily morally wrong. But not honourable, if it isn’t too old-fashioned to use such a word. Actions that offended me. And yet, under the guise of “picking one’s battles”, I let them go. There are only so many windmills you can tilt at without starting to just look like a crackpot. But I regret a couple of windmills that I let go by me, leaving it to others to address, only to see no one else pick up the mantle of windmill tilting. Yet while I claim they offended my principles, I did nothing either. Not unlike the classic quote that the only thing needed for evil to flourish is for good men to do nothing. There are ways to oppose without being curmudgeonly, but if no one draws lines in sand, there are no lines to avoid crossing.
  5. Never presuppose a “no”. Back when I was in my undergrad, one of our group projects involved interviewing people in a factory dealing with nuclear materials. Out of all the control issues we looked at, and all the management challenges and solutions studied, one thing I remember was the lead interviewee talking about how people decide not to pursue something because they expect a “no”. They assume it can’t be done, and so they don’t push for a change, etc. When I was at CIDA, I watched a DG whose ethics I detested almost single-handedly achieve something most people didn’t think was possible. While I wouldn’t emulate his business style, I liked the fact that all the naysayers didn’t stop him from trying and succeeding. Again, at another job, I watched a set of international discussions start sliding into a morass of problems. In three other negotiations, it had gone nowhere, and one delegate was pushing in the same direction. While I disagreed with him on substance and the advisability of the approach, I also didn’t think it could happen — three other failures in the same vein, despite weeks of negotiations, yet he wanted to attempt to accomplish something similar in two short days. I would have bet my life, if pushed, that not only would it not happen, that it couldn’t. Two days later, we signed with his approach agreed upon and included. I still disagreed with him on substance, but I was amazed at and impressed by his outcome.

Personal Effort

  1. The saddest words are “unrealized potential”. This is one that scares me to my core. It is hard to describe, but I guess the closest I can come is that I fail to accomplish something not because I “can’t” but rather because I never try. My father, when he was just married, was offered a new job in drafting at the factory where he worked. But it was unsecured, no guarantees for the future, and there was a wife and little ones to worry about. As a result, he passed on the drafting career, instead opting for a factory floor position. I hesitate to say he “regretted” the decision, more that he regretted having to choose. There are some things — like writing — where I wonder if it doesn’t happen a certain way, will I feel like I missed out on something? That I didn’t fully realize my potential? And, to be honest, I’m more concerned where it ends up being something I don’t even realize I’m not pursuing, more of a latent itch that I might regret later somehow.
  2. Who begins too much, accomplishes little; who begins too little, wastes a life. One of my ongoing battles is to keep a balance — having too large a to do list and accomplishing little, or not pushing hard enough and wasting time. A constant struggle. I’m not sure if this is just a subset of #6, but it seems a bit different.
  3. 20% of effort gives you 80% of results; the remaining 80% delivers the next 20%. When I was just starting my career, it was the first performance feedback that I ever received. I am a bit of a perfectionist in certain areas, and it really is both a weakness as well as a strength. In my case, my boss noted that I was spending a lot of time to get that last little bit perfect when 80% might have been “good enough” and I could have been getting a lot more productivity out of myself if I just moved on to the next item. Over time, I’ve watched for it when managing others too — trying for perfection, when “really good” is more than good enough. It is one of the hardest things for me to let go of in my personal life though.

Relationships

  1. You can only truly count on yourself; trust and rely on others anyway. Okay, I stole the first part of this from a stupid source — Ashley Judd’s character Robin Lefler on Star Trek: The Next Generation. Unlike Wesley’s stupid response (“Sounds lonely”), the reality is that while the first part is true, it is the act of faith in the second part that is really the heart of the human condition. With every trust comes the risk of betrayal, but we risk and risk and risk anyway.
  2. Be there. If you can’t be there, support those who can. This is a tough one in many ways. When there is personal trauma in your life, your family, at work, wherever, the big gurus advise that it is all about “showing up”. Just showing up is enough. Well, that’s great. But what happens when you can’t? Physical or even emotional distance, for example, often prevent you from “being there”. In that case, I think it is important to avoid berating yourself for not being there and doing nothing else; in some cases, you can support others who are able to “be there”.
  3. Trauma and emotional distress have a long half-life. This one is easy to see on a regular basis…people who went through something — personal loss, heartbreak, physical trauma, whatever — still feel the effects long after other people might think they should have “gotten over it by now”. And it affects their reactions to things, just as if it happened last week.
  4. Take responsibility for pushing buttons, not for installing them. This was a hard-learned lesson. Up until I was about 30, I was the “facilitator”. If there was conflict, I tried to ease it. To build bridges amongst family members for example. To rush in and try to “solve things”. Even more so if I was a catalyst. But with one personal relationship in particular, I realized that I was taking responsibility for their over-reaction to something that had been innocuous on my part. They had over-reacted because I had pushed a button, yet I hadn’t been the one in their past who “installed” the button. So, while I was “sorry” for pushing it, I eventually refused to accept that I was responsible for their overblown reaction. I can be sensitive to their “issues”, when I know in advance what they are, but if you don’t, that’s the other person’s responsibility.
  5. There’s no such thing as a casual conversation. This is a bit of an odd way of listing something that others might simply say is “be mindful of others”. Except, for me, what it is really about is recognizing that conversation is very intimate, intensely personal. It is a form of sharing that should be respected — and sometimes people tell you something or hear what you say, and react badly because you didn’t really think about what you were saying or how you were saying it. Which isn’t to say “watch everything you say”, just to be mindful that every conversation is both a risk and an opportunity.
  6. Communication is 20% what you know and 80% how you feel about what you know. The past two and the next one are all related — they are all about communication in various forms, and how to deal with the reactions. In this one, this is a lot more about the internal process. In an obvious example, people often talk about being confident and understanding something before speaking out on an issue. Equally, they talk about letting passion guide your way of communicating. Others too talk about how “negative words convey negative messages”, that if you are being cynical then that is a poor way to communicate, to inspire, etc. In short, you become Debbie Downer. I agree with some aspects of each of those cautions, but I’m also mindful of the idea that it isn’t just “what you know”, but how you use it internally, how you connect various dots, and what you can do with that knowledge.
  7. Learn to express, not impress. Lastly for the comms side of things, this goes past the two reactions or internal process above, and focuses back on the reason for communicating. I really hate the idea of networking as it is traditionally done for extroverts, and this sums it up perfectly. Too many people are trying to “connect”, to “impress” the other person, when the best way to impress is through self-expression. Tell them about yourself, tell them something you know, share with them a skill you have — not to “impress them”, but to simply communicate. When I was at CIDA, I had a strange set of conversations one week. A friend was commenting how he thought I was an “expert networker” because I knew everyone. And I was offended, really, because I don’t “network”. Sure, I knew lots of people, because my job required a lot of interaction with different people. Another friend noted that I did something that nobody else really did — I shared good information with people. Sure, lots of people shared info, but I only shared useful stuff that I came across, curating it before curating was even a pop term, and sharing items of true interest and utility. While others were basically spamming, I only sent them useful items. Another colleague chimed in noting that whatever I sent her, she always found useful and she always read it, often passing it on to her team. Meanwhile, she routinely deleted messages from some other people unread. I started thinking of it as “substantive networking”. I wasn’t networking to impress, I was networking to express something, to share something I found useful, even going so far in most cases to say “Here’s an article on X that you might find interesting for reason A, B, C and D based on our conversation last week” — doing a bit of the mental thinking for them to explain why I was bothering to share it. If they aren’t interested in X, A, B, C or D, they can delete it easy enough, but at least there’s a mental hook for them to see why it might be relevant at all.
  8. Hindsight is not always 20/20, and not all interpretations are true interpretations — even though sometimes hindsight can give hind-insights. This is a really confusing one for me. I am a firm believer that hindsight is not 20/20, despite the cliche. I think we actually look back and end up reinterpreting things. A friend of mine went through a relatively upsetting breakup, and their tendency was then to go back and say, “Well if they did X now, it must mean that it was all part of this long pattern, blah blah blah.” It is the same argument when people say, “But you said you loved me, you must have lied if now you don’t”. No, you express yourself, make choices, live your life in a forward direction. Separate from physics theory, cause precedes effect in the real world. It doesn’t mean that if you see an effect now, you should push the “cause” back to the beginning of the relationship. Life changes, and you shouldn’t second guess decisions you made three years ago. People made decisions with the best available info at the time. But, what I think is useful sometimes, which belies the same argument somewhat, is to think about your own motives sometimes or even behaviours. Not in the most negative light possible which is popular during emotional periods, but just simple motives. Other people don’t make decisions based on how it affects you, they’re not that complicated…in short, it’s not about you. I was thinking about a breakup the one time and I suddenly had an epiphany…I had kind of kidded myself that although I knew it should happen, I tricked my brain into thinking it was more related to the triggers that week. Then I realized suddenly that in the larger picture, that week was planned entirely and in fact I knew it was going to happen that week (I was actively avoiding her). A simple realization, not about motives or second-guessing anyone, just the realization that at the time, I was deliberately blinding myself to avoid a bigger truth. I was seeing part of the picture but not the whole picture. I don’t regret the decision or even the behaviour because later growth is what made that realization even possible, just as the whole cliche exists abo ut how a young man often thinks their parents are idiots, and yet a few years later is amazed at how much they apparently learned in the interim. I think hindsight can help us see larger, longer trends, but I don’t think they help us much with second-guessing other people’s motives very often.

Balance

  1. Better I be a dolphin swimming with sharks than a shark. I don’t want to be a predator, don’t want to do political work, don’t want to be a “mover and shaker”, making deals, shaking hands, etc. That is not who I am and it is not how I relate to people. While I am not always a consensus-builder, and I’m known to tilt at my share of windmills, even rant from time to time, I don’t want to be a nameless suit making money and moving on. It was one of the things that scared me about law school, the number of fellow students who went from being interested in saving the world on Day 1 and by Day 180 were all about the money, power and prestige. It isn’t me, and I don’t want it to be me. I don’t want to be chum, but I don’t want to be a predator either. Even if I work with some, I can still be me. That’s never more true than when I’m managing people. I have very different values then most of my fellow managers or even most executives in the building. I could shed some of those beliefs and move up, but if that’s the price, I’m good right where I am.
  2. I don’t have to work any particular place, I get to do it. I like my job, I like working for government. I see lots of people drifting in their careers, and I count myself lucky that I at least know the industry (government) and organization (federal) that interests me the most. I have skills, I can move around if I need to, but I’m comfortable where I am right now, and still contributing. I might move on in the next year or so, but for now, I’m still hunkered down in career survival mode after a brutal last couple of years managing some not so pleasant files.

With those personal rules in mind, on to the actual planning!

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Goals 2012 — My plans for the year…

The PolyBlog
February 24 2012

As I gear up for this year, one of the things I wanted to think about differently than last year was the way in which the colours interact with my overall goals. I thought last year about “blue” vs. “red” vs. “yellow” vs. “green”, but all I really did was use those colours to group a lot of sub-categories. Ultimately, although I was telling myself I had “four” categories, in truth, my list wasn’t a lot different from four years ago when I had 12 categories, three years ago when I still had 10, or two years ago when I got it down to 8. All I was really doing was grouping them. And a lot of the time, the sub-categories were a bit of a force fit because the overall categories weren’t really “speaking” to me.

About six weeks ago, I was reading some articles about personal branding that were dealing with the “storylines, themes” you share about yourself with others, such as how you present yourself in interviews or business or online to ensure a consistent, coherent message. And about the second or third article in, a light bulb came on — because what I really needed to be thinking about were the storylines and themes that I was using to market me to myself. What an interesting concept — if you were presenting yourself to yourself, what would you say? If you were recruiting someone to live your life for you, would you hire you?

It particularly resonated with me, building on an article I had read last year that talked about transformation through goal-setting, mind-mapping, etc. The article was rather ho-hum, except for a small concept buried deep within it. It asked you to think about goal-setting from a different perspective than the one most people use. Usually, when people are thinking about goals and improvements, they take this radical perspective that suggests if they just do X or Y, their life will suddenly get “back on track”. It’s a popular concept, the basis in fact for most diet programs where it tends to work to motivate people if their problem is willpower. But in other areas of their life, what if your life isn’t actually off-track? What if you are already the you that you should be? Maybe not necessarily the you that you want to be, but the you that you should be, the you that you were somehow destined to become? Taken from that perspective, goal-setting starts to be less about radical transformation and more about self-acceptance, less about jettisoning everything and more about polishing some of the edges. Taking into account of course that sometimes polishing only on one side will eventually wear that side down quite a bit…self-acceptance doesn’t mean you’re not aggressive in some areas, but it does help to stop you from feeling like you’re not making progress, losing motivation, or throwing the proverbial baby out with the bathwater.

In my case, I have been aggressively setting goals and making progress towards them for the last 12 years. Not always huge progress, not always linear progression, not always even in the directions I thought I would go. To become the me that I am now…and, when push comes to shove, I have to admit that my life is pretty dang good. My mind still functions, I’m gainfully employed, I have family and friends that I care about, I am generally connected to my inner spirit, and even if my body isn’t running marathons, it isn’t racked with debilitating illness either. My past efforts and progress, not to mention a dose of pretty good luck, have all combined to make me the me that I am. Sure, I’m going to try and polish some stuff. But I’m not going for radical change or even innovation necessarily.

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However, I do need to tell my story to myself differently. And this year, I’m going to try and really use the four colours along with internal proxies.

My Goals for 2012

I’ve managed to limit the number of priorities for my MIND category (blue) to just ten items for this coming year:

  1. Revise planning guide, including themes, bucket list, goals layout
  2. Setup backyard (deck, play area)
  3. Organize office closet
  4. Redo powder room
  5. Redo kitchen island
  6. Exchange traded funds
  7. Review insurance
  8. French profile update
  9. Book collection — paper and e-books
  10. New areas for website (MRs, Photos, Trivia)

The “storyline” here is about being organized (planning guide, website, books, some finances) and getting our house set up. In addition, I’ll finalize my reading list (bucket list #67) and continue towards my career goal of presenting on HR to more than a 1000 people (bucket list #77). And, just by way of validation, these are elements that maintain momentum on my successes of last year (a new house, financial planning, finished my website, started reading on my Kindle, and updated this planning guide for the colour wheel).

For the HEART category (green), I can hold myself to just six priorities:

  1. Career support: M.Ed.
  2. Lunchtime outings with Andrea
  3. Jacob’s nighttime routine
  4. Astro Pontiac initiative
  5. House party — Remembrance Day? Corn roast?
  6. Question about charitable giving

The storyline here is about a better connection to Jacob and Andrea, increasing my involvement with friends (emerging from hermit stage), and answering a long-standing question of mine about what’s the best form for charitable giving within a community. While I probably won’t make any more progress on bucket list items for this category, I am building on regular success in the last year as I learned to be a better father, supported Andrea on her educational efforts, and began early involvement in Stephan’s astro-park idea.

For the SOUL category (yellow), I have ten priorities:

  1. Complete my HR guide (from my bucket list)
  2. Outline my business model for self-publishing
  3. Develop 12 big questions that define my spirituality
  4. Expand book reviews
  5. Reboot movie reviews
  6. Read some of the books on the Top 600 list (also on my bucket list)
  7. Read some of my to be read pile from my bedside table
  8. Restart the monthly cooking night
  9. Create a dinosaur book for Jacob

The storyline here is about expressing myself through writing and cooking, reading the creative endeavours of others, and figuring out the true nature of the universe (or at least what I believe in). I am building on some success from the last year, namely some of my work on the HR guide, researching the self-publishing industry, blogging, uploading my past book reviews, and answering the first two questions of my “12 big questions guide to the universe”.

For the BODY category (red), I have six priorities:

  1. Follow-up on some outstanding health issues with doctor
  2. Do something about my weight
  3. Increase exercising @ home, golfing, walking, bicycles, basketball hoop, swimming
  4. Adjust sleeping times to go to bed earlier
  5. Find a new dentist
  6. Give blood (also from bucket list)

If there’s time, I’d also like to explore meditation (from my bucket list), but probably not a huge priority. The storyline here is about overall health and getting more fit. Not a lot of success from the past year, although I did get set up with a new doctor, grabbed new glasses, and got my blood pressure under control.

Onward to 2012!

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