47 Windows Open

My brain doesn’t have tabs. It has 47 windows open, none of them are loading properly, and somewhere a commercial or random song is playing but I can’t figure out where it’s coming from.

That’s probably the most accurate description of my brain most days.

Some days I feel like I’m managing it. Other days it feels like I’m clicking between windows nonstop, trying to remember what I was doing and why everything suddenly feels louder than it should.

So I figured the best way to start this is to just walk through the windows.


One window is work.

That one is always open.

Recently, I transitioned from Payroll & Billing Administrator to People Operations Manager. It wasn’t really a promotion. No raise, no big moment. Just my title finally matching what I actually do every day.

And honestly, that means something to me.

I love what I get to do. I work with families who are trying to build stability and move forward in really difficult situations. It’s not easy work, but it’s meaningful. I just got through open enrollment, which felt like ten extra windows by itself, and I’m still cleaning up everything that comes after that.

It’s busy. But it’s work I’m proud of.


Another window is school.

That one has like six tabs open inside it.

I’m studying Human Resource Management at Bellevue University, and if everything stays on track, I’ll graduate in December. I just finished a Recruitment course with an A, which I’m proud of, and now I’m starting Training and already trying to work ahead before life decides to get chaotic again.

I actually enjoy learning. I like understanding how people think, what motivates them, and what actually helps them change. The more I learn, the more I realize this isn’t just about getting a degree. I actually care about this.


There’s another window that’s always open in the background.

The future.

My goal is to become an HR Director where I’m at now. Not because it sounds good, but because I care about the work and the people doing it.

For a long time, I was just focused on getting through life. Pay the bills. Keep moving.

Before this, I spent 9 years in car sales. I was good at it. Not great, but good enough to stay in it way longer than I probably should have.

And there were parts I liked. I liked connecting with people. I liked building relationships.

But I hated how it felt after the sale sometimes. Like I had taken advantage of someone or pushed them into something that didn’t sit right with me.

Eventually I just got tired of being good at something I wasn’t passionate about.

So I walked away and started focusing on work that actually feels aligned with who I am.

That’s when things started to change.


Then there’s the home window.

That’s the one that matters most.

And if I’m being honest, it’s also the one I haven’t always given the attention it deserves.

I love my wife. I love my kids. That part is easy.

But being there and actually being present are two different things, and I haven’t always done a great job of that.

A lot of times my mind is still somewhere else. Work. School. The next problem. The next thing I need to figure out.

This isn’t about blaming anyone else. This is me owning my part.

I want to do better.

Not in some vague “be a better person” way. I mean actually better. Paying attention. Showing up. Being where I am instead of everywhere else at the same time.


There’s another window open too.

Faith.

That one was closed for a long time.

After my wife and I lost our first child, I stopped going to church for about ten years. Coming back wasn’t simple, and finding the right church mattered more than I expected.

Now I love where we’re at.

It’s welcoming. It’s real. They care about people who usually get pushed to the side. They support people who have been judged, overlooked, or written off.

And the more I’ve thought about it, the more I’ve realized how much that lines up with what I do at work.

My church talks about healing brokenness.

My job is basically stepping into situations where that brokenness is already real and trying to help families find stability in the middle of it.

Different setting. Same heartbeat.


And somewhere in the middle of all of this, I figured out my why.

I want to understand people and behavior deeply enough to help families create real, lasting change while becoming a better husband, father, and person in the process.

That’s the window underneath everything else.

That’s what connects all of it.


So yeah… starting a blog doesn’t make a lot of sense on paper.

I don’t have extra time. Between work, school, family, and everything else, this is probably the last thing I “need” to add.

But I need a place for all of this.

The thoughts. The ideas. The stuff I’m learning. The things I’m trying to figure out before they disappear and get replaced by the next thing.

I recently started using an app that gives short, focused self-help content, and it works for my brain because it doesn’t expect me to sit still for hours. It just gives me enough to think differently and actually try something.

That’s kind of what I want this to be.

Not perfect. Not polished. Just real.

Some of this will be about work. Some about school. Some about trying to be a better husband and dad. Some about faith. Some will probably just be me chasing a thought long enough to figure out if it actually means anything.


But all of it is me trying to be more intentional.

Trying to close a few windows.
Trying to figure out what actually deserves my attention.
Trying to stop living everywhere at once.


So this is the start.

Forty-seven windows open.
Music playing somewhere in the background.
A lot going on.
A lot I’m proud of.
A lot I’m still working on.

But for once, I’m actually stopping long enough to look at it.

And that feels like a good place to start.

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