You Have No Gurumba

It's been a while since my last update. I started writing about business plans, but I just couldn't finish. Business plans are not the most un-boring thing to write and writing about writing business plans is even worse.

It's also been a while since I tried writing about writing business plans. In truth, I've put the cafe plans aside for the time being. There are many reasons for this decision, but the most top-of-the-pile one is that I biffed up the scheduling. The lead times on equipment orders (some of which must be imported) are on the order of months, design and construction of the shop interior and facade would take siginificant time, and to get up and running I would need to have a hygiene manager, and my reservation for the course is not until March. By the time I am ready to open it will be time to go back to work which will be a struggle, no doubt.

What I should have done is finish more of the planning before starting my off time. At the very least I should have finished a fleshed-out (if inaccurate) business plan, engaged a real estate agent, settled on a design firm, started the company, and engaged potential suppliers in advance.

While considering putting my plans on hold, a line from Star Trek: The Next Generation floated into my mind. It is from a scene where a young (with the help of some Q meddling) Captain Piccard, after his death, is revisiting the incident where his heart was skewered by a Nasicaan in a bar fight. Piccard has just seen an alternate version of his life in which he had avoided the fight, and he realized that it was mediocre and without note. After begging Q to give him a second chance he returns to the bar where the Nausicaan says to him:

Coward! Like all Starfleet, you talk and talk, but you have no guramba!

That's me. I'm on the precipice; I talk and talk, but now I have the chance to do something exciting that will change my life. However, unlike Piccard, it turns out that I really do have no gurumba.