Use A Blogger Chain Letter to Help Your Job Search

Use A Blogger Chain Letter to Help Your Job Search 2 E-mail chain letters annoy me as much as they annoy you because they are usually based on lies. How many times has that girl in the hospital been on her death bed waiting for your friends, right? As if. This blogger chain letter is different because all the participants benefit and no one is being duped. It's more like a game, really, where everything is played wide out in the open. How is this useful for your job search? If you are following the advice of a site like Blog for Jobs then you are interested in promoting your blog, which in essence means you should be striving to promote your community, your network, yourself. Playing this game will help you do that. Here's what you need to do. Gary Lee started the game and I heard about it from John Chow. The premise is very simple. You simply copy the text below and follow the instructions to play along. Oh, and be sure to change the blog link mentioned to your own blog. There is one condition â€" you can only participate if your domain has your name in it (click some of the links below for illustration). I admit that I'm borderline here but jacobshare.com also points to this blog. In my case, I'm adding 3 blogs written by friends. One has high traffic, one has low traffic and the other I'm not sure. Go ahead and visit their blogs to see which is which ??eval ***Start Copying Here*** 1) Write a short introduction paragraph about what how you found the list and include a link to the blog that referred you to the list.eval 2) COPY the ENTIRE List below and add it to your blog. To avoid duplicate content and increase the amount of keywords your site can accessible for, go ahead and change the titles of the blog. Just don't change the links of the blog. 3) Take “My Adds” and move them into the “My Originals” list. 4) Add 3 Brand New Narcissistic Bloggers that you know of My Adds: David Slade Netanel Jacobsson Tom Raftery The Originals: Gary Lee Ed Lau John Chow dot Com Nate Whitehill Stephen Fung Michael Kwan Jeff Kee Stuart Hannig Hannes Johnson Nomar Nathan Drach Saman Sadeghi Bob Buskirk Jon Waraas David Lithman

How to Answer the Interview Question What are Your Weaknesses and Strengths in a positive way

How to Answer the Interview Question “What are Your Weaknesses and Strengths” in a positive way How to Answer the Interview Question “What are Your Weaknesses and Strengths” in a positive way While you can never be 100% certain what questions you are going to get in a job interview, there is one question that seems to occur in the vast majority of them â€" it is a question about your strengthens and weaknesses.   And for many of us, this is by far one of the hardest questions to answer.   After all, you don’t want to talk negatively about yourself or give away your weaknesses that could potentially mean talking yourself out of a job.   And you want to give your strengths in a positive and encouraging way without coming across as boastful or arrogant.   So what are the best ways to answer this kind of interview question? Why ask these questions?Strength and weakness questions have been around for a long time and many people wonder why employers continue to ask them.   After all, you are less likely to tell the truth about your weaknesses and more likely to slightly overstate your strengths when pinned down about them in an interview.   But often, employers aren’t so much looking at the actual answers but more what you give away during the answer â€" and how you approach it.Consider the question from the job perspectiveTo prepare for these types of questions, it is important to consider yourself in the light of the job you are applying for.   This means you should focus on the strengths that will be the most appealing for the role you are applying.   Examples could include:The role is a team one where you will be working with five other people every day â€" therefore your answer could be along the lines of ‘I thrive in a team environment, working closely with others and contributing to a group effort.’The role involves a lot of time spent talking to customers and colleagues on the phone and via email so your answer could be something like ‘I am a skilled communicator able to articulate ideas from paper as well as to confidently give my opinions in written form while remaining personable and friendly.’Turn a negative into a positiveThere are different schools of thought about this idea but it might work for you, depending on the situation.   While admitting a weakness, you also show how this could be a positive for the business. One example might be to look at your workaholic tendencies â€" “I tend to get very involved in my work and it can take over my life but I pride myself on getting the job done to the highest standard and within all deadlines.”Or you could highlight that you aren’t the most organised person â€" “I’m not a naturally organised person so I use a system called X to ensure that I manage myself and never miss a task that I have to do.”Overcoming the weaknessA similar idea is to discuss your weaknesses and then detail how you have overcome them in the past or what you would do going forward to achieve this.   This shows that you know yourself and understand what you need to do to overcome your own characteristics.   For example:I tend to get too involve with projects I am passionate a bout and not so much to ones that aren’t as appealing but I have learned to balance this and put the same effort into all the projects that I work onWhile I am a little obsessive about my part of a project or my role, I have come to understand that I play just one part in the big picture and that I need to act accordinglyManaging questions about your strengthsTalking about your strengths may seem easier than talking about your weaknesses and it is easy to focus on former and downplay the latter but interviewers will see through this.   Instead, look to offer your strengths in relation to the role you are applying for so beforehand, write a list of skills and strengths that you have that match up with the job description. So for example, if the job involves working to deadlines you could say something like “I don’t like to just meet deadlines but complete projects ahead of schedule and even earned a bonus in my last job for completing X project X time ahead of schedule”W hile not wanting to exaggerate, an interview isn’t the time to be humble.   Make sure what you say is fact based (so as above, make sure you did get that bonus or other reward) and highlight the most important strengths in relation to the role you are applying for.ConclusionStrength and weakness questions are often the hardest to answer confidently.   If asked as a single question, start with your weaknesses and finish with your strengths to end on a positive note.   Show how you have dealt with your weaknesses and how your strengths can benefit the employer. previous article Premium Resume Template Package Creative Flair next article When you Fall Out of Love with your Job you might also likeWhy Do You Want to Work Here? Best Answers to This Interview Question

How to bounce back

How to bounce back This is what I thought yesterday: I thought, today is the day Im going to start going to the gym again. I am certain that no one recovers from sadness until they go back to the gym: Endorphins, routine, self-control, these are all the pieces of getting back to normal. I have said, every day for the past week, that today is the day I will go to the gym. But this is the day when my ex-husband sleeps over. Its the day I am supposed to be at the farm. I am supposed to wake up with the farmers arms around me, roosters crowing in my ears. Instead, I wake up freezing, because the ex keeps my house much colder than I do. I wake up with the kids voices in the air downstairs, clamoring for breakfast. They sound so sweet and fun but I promised my ex I would hide in my bedroom until they kids go to school. Its his time with them, and if I stop hiding, we would have to parent together, and if we could do that then wed still be married. So I am sitting my bedroom, I am hungry. Not hugely hungry because, in a stunning example of the unfairness of life, I lose my appetite when I have been dumped, so I am very thin with no one there to see it. Itll be another 45 minutes before I can go downstairs. I am hungry enough that I eat one of the chocolates the farmer gave me as a parting birthday gift. Thats right. He gave me presents while he was dumping me. I have to bite into seven before I find one I like, and I lay in bed in between bites in case I have to cry, and then I bite four more to find a second one of the kind I like, and then there are broken chocolates strewn across my bed. I am not crying, though. I think I am past that. I am looking for solutions. I tried reading but I realized that the book Im reading, In Other Rooms, Other Wonders, is not actually about Pakistan, but about how men choose land over women over and over again. How could I be in the middle of this book the week the farmer dumps me? The world aligns itself in shockingly horrible ways. When the kids are gone, I traipse downstairs and take four showers. I think this might be an Asperger Syndrome thing (a sensory integration thing). I take scalding hot showers in order to organize my thinking. A good consequence of not being with the farmer: I could never get the water hot enough at his house. I put on clothes that are sort of clean. I use a baby wipe to clean off places on my jeans that might reveal that I have not washed them since Thanksgiving. I drive into work because this is what one does to resume a high-functioning life. People at work do not say anything to me like, Sorry you got dumped and seemed to have stopped working. I spend the day thinking of things that are totally inappropriate to write and then putting them in my Brazen Careerist group, because its small enough that it feels like my living room. Ryan Paugh, our community manager, calls me to say that he thinks I need to start having someone look at what I post in the group before I post it. Later he says, I think you need to stop posting stuff in your group for today. I go to the coffee shop where I usually cannot stop eating bagels, and I am excited that I have lost my appetite. I play a game with myself. I stand in front of the bagels and ask myself if I want one. I dont. Its fun. I order a bagel and sniff it. Usually thats enough to send me over the edge. Today it makes me nauseous. I bring the bagel to my table and tell myself that suffering is interesting. I tell myself I need to make a plan to go to the gym. I look at my to do list and nothing looks pressing except that I am supposed to be redesigning my blog. There is an email asking if I want to have a forum for people to talk about Asperger Syndrome. I reply that I want a forum for people to talk about how I am going to marry a farmer and move to a farm. Can you use a blog as a dating site? Oh. Wait. Thats how I got in this mess. I answer another email. About a business idea. I tell the person that the problem with most business ideas is not that they are bad, but that they are not big enough to be funded. You have to be able either to fund your own business, or to show that you can have $100 million in revenue in five years. I send this email ten times a week. I tell myself that I need to write a detailed, clear email about this and copy and paste it every time someone asks me about getting funding. I need a copy-and-paste speech to run through my head every time I think Im going to the gym and then I tell myself maybe Im not going to the gym. I tell myself maybe one more day. That feels bad. Like Ill say that forever. I tell myself in an hour. But Ive told myself that ten times. I tell myself the gym will only work when its part of my new routine. But I know that I will not get a new routine til I know I can get to the gym. Everything is chicken and egg. And then I have to tell myself not to think about how the farmer helped me and the kids incubate chicks last summer. The farmer is so fun. I go back to the office. There is a shower in our building. I consider stopping there and scalding myself before I go back to my cube. But then Id have to reapply makeup. At my cube I try to think of what I could do that would be sort of work but would not be too taxing. I remember that my favorite positive psychology Ph.D., who wants to remain anonymous on this blog, said I could call anytime. I call her to ask what I should say to the kids. I call her from the hallway of the office. I have to do this because there are five offices with doors in our company, and I dont have one of them. I am hoping that people think Im going to the hallway to make a highly sensitive call about the funding for the company or something. But Im pretty sure everyone knows that Im making some sort of personal call. My favorite positive psychologist tells me that I have to frame it for the kids that I make the decision. She explains that people who are optimistic in life perceive that the locus of control is with them. Show your kids that you decide. That you are deciding whats best for you and the kids. I do not go to the gym. I know myself well enough to know that eventually, Ill get myself back to the gym. I have been going to the gym since I was fifteen. Thats just who I am. Then I pick up my seven-year-old at school. I give him a donut so he will associate taking control of your life with sweetness. And I tell him that I have decided we will not be moving to the farm any time soon. We can still see the farmer. We can still visit the farm. But we need to decide whats best for us. And whats best for us is to continue our fun family life in our house. He says okay. He has frosting on his lips. I feel like I am believing what Im saying and I start to say it again. Reinforcement. He says, I know, Mom. Did you bring me milk?

Yoga Saved My Life. A True Story of Fighting for Life.

Yoga Saved My Life. A True Story of Fighting for Life. I know I’m not the only one who can say that yoga saved my life.   This is my story.   Not too long ago, I nearly gave in to Depression.   Daily, my wishes that death would come and take me consumed my thoughts, my being.   I just didn’t want to live any more.   I even searched on the internet about committing suicide- ways to do it, the type of gun to use, the position, angle, gun placement, etc.   It made sense.   It was the only thing that made sense.   I was so certain that I just didn’t want to be here. The Despair of Depression For anyone that has depression, you know the feelings.   The emptiness.   Feeling completely alone, even if you’re surrounded by people.   Despair.   I had what I would call “working” depression.   I was able to get up, go to work, put on a smile, interact with others.   But inside I felt like I was.. suffocating.   Trapped.   Drowning in an energetic thick, black goo.   Most people don’t want to know about it.   Most people, on a regular basis, will say, “Hi, how are you?” and expect to hear the same automatic response of, “Good, how are you?”   To say anything else would skew the norm and most people can’t handle that.   They don’t want to hear that you are hurting inside even though everything looks fine on the outside.   That the world is constantly closing in on you. “You have so much going for you.   Look on the bright side of things.   Be grateful for the life you have.   Snap out of it.   Try being positive.   Change your outlook.”   All these things are great.   But only those who have actually experienced depression know it’s not that easy.   I don’t want to feel despair, sadness, emptiness.   It’s just there. Deadlines.  Literally. Knowing that I didn’t want to do anything rash, I decided to give myself one more year.   My plan was if I still felt the same after a year, I would take my gun and my Jeep, go into the woods and shoot myself in the head.   I started searching.   Looking for answers to my question- does this really make sense?   Am I completely sure this is the path I want to take?   I denounced religion several years ago, so it wasn’t an option to “pray and fast” or read “the good book”. I had recently come across a flyer for a new yoga studio with an offer for new students.   I had done yoga at home with videos in the past and I knew that it had made me feel a little better.   I mustered up the courage to go.   Initially it was mostly for exercise.   It felt good to stretch and to focus on activating muscles that had been dormant.   I felt energized.   I read about the various classes offered at the studio- vinyasa, hatha, restorative, and found one class in particular was quite different from the rest.   It was calledLIFEYOGA   Intrigued, I read everything on the LIFEYOGA website.   It felt different.   It felt like more.   It was.   During my first class, I learned about energy.   Not just “feeling energized” but actually experiencing it physically, within my own body, my meat sack, my bag of bones.   I experienced, for the first time in a long time, truly being in tune with and connected to my Self.   Lynne explained how to, in an instant, connect breath and energy, to connect Self with Life and how it is all intertwined.   Fascinating! Choices:  Live or Die? Shortly after attending my first class with  Lynne Gardner , a cherished family member sent me a gift of the book LIFEYOGA Manifesto.   It’s a difficult read.   I read and reread chapters, each time gaining more clarity and understanding of the concepts within.   I pondered.   Life.   Energy.   Breath.   Release.   Transformation.   Connection.   Body.   Soul.   I wondered, is it possible to will oneself to die?   To will the soul to escape the body, or to will the heart to stop?   I focused on this concept, read about such possibilities.   I determined that if that is a real possibility, it would only be attainable if my thoughts and energy shifted away from the energy of depression and despair.   Hmmph.   Fine.   That’s not the answer I “thought” I wanted.   Nonetheless, it was an answer. Ok. Although I was only able to make it to two LIFEYOGA classes, I attended other yoga classes frequently during my new student one month pass.   But I was met with heavy resistance at home.   “You’re being selfish.   Taking time away from the family. Now I have to make dinner and take care of the kids by myself. ´  It hurt.   Yoga was something I knew I not only enjoyed, but something I needed.   It was clearing the fog of depression.   And I was made to feel like I was wrong or a bad person for doing it. I sank back into the depression hole.   I had briefly experienced some relief from those feelings and instead of being encouraged and supported, I was resisted against, discouraged.   “I don’t deserve it.   Just bury your head again.   Comply.   Endure.   Go back to just existing,” my head told me.   So I did.   Four months went by.   Time was ticking.   I was nearly halfway through my year and I still felt the same desire to stop living.   But somewhere within, deep within, underneath that mountain of black goo, a tiny speck of my Self still shined.   It nagged, urged me to fight for life.   To take a stand for my Self and return to yoga. I fought.   I explained why I needed to go.   For the first time ever, I was able to verbally admit my depression, talk about the suicidal thoughts that raced through my head every day, shouting at me from every direction.   For me, this was a major feat.   I’ve read stories, watched and heard others talk of their “struggle with depression”.   Buzz words.   Buzz phrase.   I could never bring myself to openly verbalize those feelings; the farthest I had ever gone was to make vague references.   I’m honestly not sure what had changed, but something had.   Perhaps from my experience in the LIFEYOGA class? I returned to the studio and signed up for six months.   Six months.   That will just about coincide with my one year mark.   Perfect.   I attended as often as I felt “allowed” to go.   I was still discouraged and criticized for going, but I went.   I didn’t get to go to LIFEYOGA as often as I wanted to, but was able to make it once or twice a month.   I applied the things I learned there to my other classes.     Connecting with breath and energy, and more.   Things I can’t explain fully, but I felt them. Slowly I noticed I was feeling better.   I regained interest in my hobbies.   I felt desire.   Mainly a desire to go to yoga, and gradually almost a desire to… live.   The intense screaming thoughts of suicide began to subside to a dull murmur.   Several months in, a friend mentioned going to a meditation class.   I’ve never been able to meditate.   My mind would wander, I would get sleepy or distracted and never got anything out of it.   But my friend wanted to go and I was excited at the idea of sharing this treasure of the studio with someone.   The studio offered one weekly meditation and it was late in the evening.   There were numerous excuses that swarmed around my head, “reasons” why not to go.   Self nagged again.   Go to meditation. I was hesitant.   Because of previous failed attempts at meditating.   Because of the “reasons”.   On the day I finally committed myself to go, my friend wasn’t able to make it.   I was disheartened, but I went to my usual yoga class right before meditation and stayed.   Feeling guilty and bad that I would be home late, I stayed.   Another friend (and teacher at the studio) was staying too!   I trust and admire her deeply; knowing I’m “not alone” relief washed away my concerns.   It was unlike any other experience with meditating I have had.   I breathed.   I chanted words I did not understand but knew were full of power.   I could feel, sense, almost see the energy.   Swirling, dancing in, around and through me.   Through me.   To breathe in energy and feel it pass through me on a microscopic level.   In that instant a whole new and different world became available. And accessible.   What was once a locked door was now wide open for me to walk through freely. Fighting to Live Winter began to set in.   It’s cold.   It’s dark.   It’s easy to succumb to depression.   Depression pushed at me.   This time I pushed back.   I fought.   I continued to attend yoga several times a week.   It was a struggle. The “struggle with depression”.   What I learned and experienced in meditation and LIFEYOGA took a backseat to Depression.   Some days I had to force myself to go.  Some days depression won.   But I continued to push back.   I started seeing physical results; slimmer body, definition in my muscles, how previously difficult postures were becoming easier, better circulation in my extremities. This was the encouragement I needed and I used it to get me through the icy chilling months. The resistance from home was intense.   “You’ve been going to yoga for months and we aren’t seeing the results.   You want less and less to do with anyone else but yourself”.   Very much a “what’s in it for me” attitude.   I agreed that no results were being shown.   I wasn’t showing them because not only was I not being encouraged, but I was being discouraged and criticized.   I am not going to show my happiness, my Self, when it is just going to be castoff or chastised.   The fight at home subsided after that.   Not much further was spoken, but there was still the energy and feelings of indignation towards my yoga practice. One day the internal battle was overwhelming.   I dragged myself to yoga.   By the end of the class I was sobbing.   Literally sobbing, uncontrollably.   In a room full of people I don’t know.   My friend/teacher saw me sobbing (actually I think everybody saw…) and came to me after class and we talked.   I felt so loved.   I cherish her.   She was inspired to share with me a book, The Alchemist.   I devoured it.   Read it cover to cover in two days.   Then read it again in a single day.   I uncovered a major piece in the puzzle of life.   How important it is to follow your dreams and pursue what makes you not just happy, but truly fulfilled. Winning the Battle to Choose Life The words from that book rang in my ears for weeks.   What is my purpose?   What is my Personal Legend?   What gifts do I have that bring me true, pure joy and peace that I can let shine, share with others and even inspire others to find their purpose and their Personal Legend? The end of my year was approaching.   The thoughts of suicide were becoming less and less frequent.   But they were still there, looming in the background.   Knowing I’m not quite ready, I once again picked up the Manifesto.   I started over from the beginning, reading slowly, internalizing and doing my best to apply the concepts.   I agreed to give my Self an “extension” on my year limit.   I dove deeper into yoga.   Into feeling yoga; feeling and experiencing my Self. I sensed that meditating was another major piece in the puzzle, somehow fusing together the LIFEYOGA concepts and my yoga practice.   Following what I had learned from that single class, I meditated on my own and I soon realized something greatly profound.   I don’t want to die.     I don’t want to die.   My mind was still, and without question or doubt I accepted and welcomed LIFE into my Be-ing. The screaming of suicide was silenced.   Depression was losing the battle; I was winning the battle.   Major victory!   I felt liberated.   Despite the turmoil and angst at home, I began to feel peace.   A calmness I can’t fully express in words, only in feeling.   The fight within was subsiding.   The fight from my beloved became easier to dismiss, to step aside it and let it pass on by. With my new found sense of Self and a real desire to live, I continued my yoga practice.   Each class, I focused on varying aspects of my life.   Physical strength.   Clearing out the black goo.   Peace.   Maintaining connection to source energy.   Breath.   Calming the mind.   I meditated again.   And again.   I discovered that as I continued my meditation, and my yoga, my mind became clearer and clearer.   Like the day after a heavy snowfall, when the air is crisp, the world is still and peaceful, beautiful and pristine, when you can see immense detail in everything  around you.   That kind of clarity.   That kind of peace.   Inner peace.   More buzz words.   But I finally experienced what those words really mean.   I’ve heard about the search for inner peace for decades.   Yeah, yeah, inner peace.   Eye roll.   But to truly be in those words..   is breathtaking. Yoga Saved My Life I wanted to live.   And once again, questions arose.   But they were new questions.   “Do I really want to die?” was replaced with “what is my purpose?   What do I offer to this world?”   Meditate.   My mind still and quiet, I asked. I didn’t force my Self to “snap out of it” or “change my outlook”.   I couldn’t.   I’ve tried before to force it and always found myself still stuck in the same pile of goo, sometimes even deeper than before I had tried.   It was a progression of nature.   It just happened.     I released into it and it happened.   I was so at ease, it so quickly became my new normal that it only recently dawned on me that the suicide thoughts were gone. Replaced with silence.   Peace.   The desire to die replaced with the desire to live, to create, to Be. Yoga saved my life. Editors Note:  For reasons of her own, the author wishes to remain anonymous and has used a pen name.   If you wish to contact her, please send your correspondence to [emailprotected] with Yoga Saved My Life in the subject line.  If you are suffering from depression and considering suicide, please reach out there are many who care and want to help. Photo Credits: Eddi Van W. David Gandy Helga Weber Alexandra Schueler Thomas Hawk

These are the companies paying the highest graduate salaries - Debut

These are the companies paying the highest graduate salaries - Debut When it comes to picking a graduate career, money isn’t everything. That being said, yer ma and da would probably appreciate it if you started making some progress towards moving out. Or at least  paying for your own food. Luckily, for you, High Fliers have published an EPIC study on graduate recruitment and in it, they’ve included all kinds of fun stats about graduate salaries. Let us fill you in. The facts Okay, so here’s what we know. Looks like you’re in for a good start wherever you go. Just two companies are planning to pay their grads £20,000 or less. The median graduate salaries for everywhere else is about £30,000 In fact, one in six jobs at the UK’s top employers now have initial salaries of £40,000 No surprises here. Investment banks are leading the way with a median salary of £47,000 Law firms are following close behind an median £43,000 being the going rate for training contract salary. That’s increased for the  third year in a row Median salaries have risen in the engineering, energy and retail sectors too, by between 2 and 4% Accounting and professional services come in as the 6th highest paying sector, on the heels of news that they would be hiring the most fresh graduates in 2017 Don’t fancy working in law or in the city but still want the big bucks? Consulting firm Newton boasts the highest median salary outside those sectors with £45,000. A new grad working as a trainee-area manager at Aldi makes £42,000 as does a grad at the European Commission. Check out the full table below to see for yourself. What else is important to you when you’re looking for a grad job? Would you consider applying to any of these sectors now you know how much moolah is on the line? Tweet us and let us know. Good luck, and don’t forget to pay back the Bank of Mum and Dad! Want opportunities with investment banks, law firms and more? Download the Debut app and  get Talent-Spotted for amazing graduate opportunities. Connect with Debut on Facebook and Twitter

What Kind of Decision-Maker Are You

What Kind of Decision-Maker Are You I believe in living a life of no regrets. That means taking action to do the things you want to do without worrying about what everyone else thinks or does. Living life by your own  yardstick and not holding  yourself back. Doing that requires making conscious decisions followed by taking action. But for many of us, it’s not so easy. When a decision isn’t a decision My friend Dan Brooks, Emeritus Professor of ASU, is an expert in decision-making. He defines decisions as  â€œthe  irrevocable commitment of resources”. Said another way, if you haven’t taken action, then it wasn’t a decision. Like saying, “I’ve decided to go on a diet” or “I’ve decided to quit my job”. In Professor Brooks’ world, it’s just a bunch of words until you start eating differently or hand in your resignation letter. So it goes like this: Step 1: Consider Step 2: Decide & Act Where many of us fall down is that we think of “decide” and “act” as two separate steps. So it looks more like this: Step 1: Consider Step 2: Decide Step 3: Act Then we take it a step further to create a space between deciding and acting. That’s the alluring period where we achievers like to revisit, review and pressure test the decision to make sure it’s right.  After all, hasn’t caution paid off handsomely for most of our high-achieving careers? Step 1: Consider Step 2: Decide  ? Revisit Step 3: Act The trouble is it’s tempting to stay in this deciding stage because it’s the step before making an irrevocable commitment. We’re extending the length of time where we still have a choice. It can happen to the best of us I came across an example of just this just the other day. My parents had just put a down payment on an apartment in a retirement community and called to tell me the big news. About halfway through the conversation, I realized my mother was still debating whether it was a good idea. Was it too expensive? Did they really need it? Was this the right time? Why are you even wondering about this, Mom? I thought it was a done deal.” Turns out the down payment is still fully refundable for another 30 days. No irrevocable action has taken place! That’s when I realized my mother was doing exactly what I tend to do after “making a decision”: continue to evaluate, worry and even obsess about all the “what ifs” until I reverse my decision or things move  forward because it’s too late to change my mind. The irony is, when I pull back it’s because I fear I’ll regret having said or done the thing, mostly because how others might judge me. But in the end, it doesn’t matter who judges anybody because the only person you really have to answer to is yourself. Two kinds of decision-makers I’ve come to see that there are two kinds of decision-makers in the world. Type 1 are those who make a decision and move on. My father is one of these fortunate (or do I mean talented?) people who acts without worrying or obsessing. Type 2 are the people who make a decision but then revisit it dozens of times. Sometimes it leads to changing your mind and that can lead to regret. Other times, you stay the course and follow through but only after wasting a lot of time and emotional energy. Up until recently, I’ve been firmly in the second camp and apparently so is my mother. Why being a Type 2 decision-maker is bad for you If you’re also a Type 2 decision-maker, you’re in great company. But it’s hardly a badge of honor because it makes life so much harder. From a personal standpoint, it’s exhausting. The emotional wear and tear can really drain you of precious time and energy when you could be enjoying your life. From a career perspective, being a Type 2 decision-maker can be a showstopper. As a leader, you’re expected to make good decisions and act on them. If you can’t do that, your career will end up going sideways. And whether it’s at work or at home, the 80/20 rule still holds true. Most of the time you’ll be better off getting it 80% right and saving time rather than getting it perfect but spending loads of time agonizing about it. As American General George S. Patton said, “a good plan violently executed now is better than a perfect plan executed next week.” While I’d prefer the word vigorously instead of violently, the General was certainly someone to “decide and move on”. Don’t worry if you’re a Type 2 decision-maker too. You can change and next week I’ll tell you how. Now I’d love to hear from you. What was one thing you recently found difficult to decide and take action on? And why did you find it so difficult? Leave a comment and let me know.

Writing Thesis Resume

Writing Thesis ResumeThe thesis resume is similar to the beginning of a normal application, however the idea behind it is slightly different. The thesis resume is generally shorter and has a shorter introduction and also different styles for the details of the job you are applying for. With this one of the main differences is the length of the application. This article will help you with the application form so that it may work well for your needs.Your first step is to write an introduction. This can be as short as one paragraph and just talk about what you do in your personal life. You should also discuss your history on a single page. Then write your summary in the same style as an academic resume.Then you will have to go over all the information about each section. Each section has a start date, end date, section headings, and job titles. Add them up and then do an analysis of their importance. All of these things should be checked for accuracy, spelling, and order.The title of yo ur paper will be related to the job title. Do not add the part that starts with the word 'in', as it will make your thesis a proof that you're not familiar with the subject matter. You can always use it when you submit your thesis as a supplemental document. When you work on your thesis, you should always ensure that your summary, introduction, and conclusions are accurate.If you get your thesis online, there are chances that there will be several styles that your thesis resume will have. Keep your thesis resume so that you may come up with one that fits your purpose. Writing thesis resumes is easy but it is important that you know what you're doing.Your thesis should also be about a certain topic. In order to help you better, keep in mind what you are hoping to gain from the thesis. It could be about someone who is related to your current field or maybe you are looking for more employment in your field. Keep your resume to about one page in length.Once you have submitted your thesi s resume, you should do a reread to make sure that the information in the thesis is accurate. You can always change it but always make sure that the information that you're putting in is the correct one. There are chances that the information may already be outdated or out of date.When writing the resume, always ensure that your resume is as clear and concise as possible. Always put your opinion in the form of a thesis. Remember to use proper grammar and proper punctuation and also try to make your resume as grammatically correct as possible. This will surely increase your chances of getting accepted.