Didi did it: a blog about doing things.

I’m struggling at work.  I’m trying to build a framework for something where I have no frame of reference. Been thinking so much that I think my head could explode (see I’m still thinking). Can’t wait to solve it. I know I will, but not struggled with anything in a long while that this is…

A friend was speaking to me this morning about a few luxury items she’d like to buy. She went – something wrist, something neck. I responded; and I formed the first poem I’ve written in a while.  Something wrist, something neck  Something silver, something Gold  Something shoulder, something finger Something simple, something bold  It reminded…

My friend asked if I was happy and I couldn’t answer. I said I was calm. I said I felt like the sea on a hot afternoon – normal tides, no waves of excitement.  I’ve felt this way for a bit. As though I needed something in particular to make me happy.  But there in…

I might have one of the worst cases of claustrophobia. Been scared of anything where I feel submerged so swimming has been a no no. Started swimming classes 3 weeks before my birthday and in the first two classes, I barely made any progress. The friends I went with were doing pretty well. Thought I’d…

This evening, a team member called me. 3 hours after work. To talk about how he could be a better leader. 40 minutes into the conversation, I was filled with so much joy. I’ve built a great time. I’ve built ridiculously smart and responsible people. People that know and give me all the respect I…

I like to think I’m a happy person. I’ve found a way to live a content life that ensures I’m largely in a joyous state most of the time. Life however does its thing sometimes – where little disappointments here and there can cause my mood to dampen. But that’s not why we’re here today.…

No, the title doesn’t connect to what I’m about to write. It’s the title of a Stormzy song playing while I’m typing this. I’m writing here for the first time in 4 months. Certainly wasn’t my intention this year. Wanted to be consistent. Planned to be, but for some reason I couldn’t sign into this…

I’ve been consistent at the gym for about 8 months now. There’s a gym in the building where I live so by consistent, I mean, so long as I’m not travelling, I’ll be at the gym 3 times a week at least. Some weeks, 7 days. The best thing about it? It’s seeing the capacity…

I know it sounds like an error. Did she intend to type “excel”? No no, I mean “exhale”. I’d been actively working on a project for about 5 months. This meant everyday I woke up, I thought about it. It became like a bug under my skin. Needed it out, but needed it out in…

Woke up today and decided to do a hundred pushups. Not sure what triggered it but I presume it’s because I’d skipped the gym for … was it… 3 days(?) and needed to appease the fitness gods. Anyway, I decided to. Never done this before by the way. I doubt I’d ever successfully done ten…