Last week I was given a new project--a work which has set my mind swimming. I typically relish new challenges, but this one has me apprehensive. Knowing that the outcome yields profound results combined and the reality that I have no experience with the necessary skill have created a perfect storm for high anxiety.
I have been asked to
write a bid for a government contract. Although my comfort zone is
typically behind a keyboard, this type of technical writing is
unfamiliar and daunting. Hoping that I would be able to figure my way
through the quagmire commonly referred to as the solicitation, I woke up
early to tackle the project. I'm now sitting in my rocking chair in
front of the fireplace with the 100+ page solicitation sitting in a
binder on my lap. Instead of working my way through the proposal, I'm
writing this blog.
I don't know if it is real confidence or if I
am simply trying to convince myself, but I do believe that I must rise
to the occasion and figure out this report . My mind has been chunking
on this project since it was assigned early last week, and it was all I
could think about during the long drives I took over the weekend. You
would think with all the time I have invested planning and worrying that
I would have something accomplished other than the Title Page.
spending countless hours scouring the internet, I haven't found any
functional templates or examples to follow. I only find ominous warnings
to follow the proposal guidelines and to be exact in the information
provided. I feel like I am looking for a GPS road map but I'm left with
only the North Star.
When it comes down to it, I know I need to
just get started. I wouldn't have been assigned this project if I
weren't deemed capable, so I need to push my apprehensions aside and
just start muddling my way through. I'm going to stop procrastinating
and get to work. But first, maybe I'll get another cup of coffee.