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Day 5 500 Word Challeng: Writing a List


Today's challenge is to write a list.  Any list.  Where to begin?  Deep breath.  With support from a wonderful coach, I am trying to think about my challenges differently.  How can I use my strengths to support those areas I need to work on?  One of the areas of extreme challenge for me is around details.  My coach encouraged me to re-frame and amazingly I have found this powerful!  You see, I am a big picture person.  I long for the whole picture and seeing how items connect and link together.

This list will be around creating a system and procedure for these details.  


Scheduling
Scheduling meetings with individuals and teams
Scheduling driving time
Scheduling time for planning, development and follow up
Scheduling time for thinking
Scheduling time for billing
Scheduling timelines
Scheduling phone calls
Scheduling time for development of training
Writing narratives and next steps
Writing follow up emails
Writing and documenting growth
Sorting, filing and dealing with paperwork
System for collecting ideas
System for categorizing notes, quotes and studies
System for managing money
System for managing mileage, receipts and expenses
System for managing resources including training tools, handouts etc.
System of managing on line resources and handouts, tools etc.
System for sending Thank you cards, notes and reminders
Organizing birthdays and events









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