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My Journey to a Film Festival

Very hard to focus on my writing while watching Tom and Jerry on TV. I have to wait until they go to the commercial break for me to proceed writing. It's a hilarious show and it never gets old.

A few weeks ago, my friend in Montreal put me in touch with a movie script writer who just won an award for her movie script. Unfortunately she could not be in Toronto to receive it (she is in Asia for the moment) and she asked me if I could represent her at the movie festival. I said yes, and that's where I was on Friday. It was quite an experience. A group of young actors were reading the script as I was capturing everything on a computer hooked to the Internet so that my friend could follow the event live on Skype. I love technology.

After the festival, I had a couple of places I had to go to before going home. It took me the whole day before I could head home. Almost every ten minutes I would call my wife saying that I am on my way and asking how was the baby doing (oh yes, now I am inquiring about two people...)

It is very rare now that I am not home for an entire day. I have organized my schedule in a way that I am home most of the time. It is really the total opposite of how I used to be. For years, I was only home just in time to watch my two favourite TV shows from eleven pm to midnight before going to bed. How about traveling? From the summer of 2005 to April 2011, I took a trip at least every sixty days (sometimes I traveled 3 times in a month). Now, the last time I took a trip was seven months ago, and I was flying from Burundi after spending four months there.

It's quite a big change, don't you think? The funny part is that I don't miss traveling (I guess I am no longer the Journeyman).

Everything started to change when a former co-worker and friend told me this: “Very soon (I hope) you will start a family. If you keep your schedule the way it is now, I am afraid your family will suffer. You'd better start changing your schedule now before the family comes, otherwise you will have trouble raising your kids, and it will be hard for you to change your schedule drastically when the family is there.”.

What she said made sense for me. So, I slowly started to change things here and there. I was no longer committed to many things at the same time, my extensive traveling started to diminish, and I was even home, most of the times at eight pm. That was long before getting married. Now, I have no problem staying home for longer periods because I am used to it. I do not regret it at all. I love spending time with my family, and our daughter is just a beauty. Last time she fell asleep in my arms as I was holding her, and I thought it was one of the best things that had ever happened to me.

Why did I mention all of that? Just because I want you to get married as well...Just kidding. Seriously though. If you think about the goal you have right now, can you think about changes you can make BEFORE the goal can become a reality? I think you can. Start preparing for the time when you will finally hit your target. How will you be spending your time? What kind of people will you be with? How will you feel at that time? If you start feeling the same right now, if you start now to behave the same way you will behave the day you will reach your goal, it is just a matter of time before reaching it. That has been my experience.

Moral of the story? Do you want to be successful? Just go to a film festival and you will change your schedule.


Always a pleasure

Patrick
The Journeyman
patrick@goalachieverscanada.com
www.goalachieverscanada.com

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