So, here's a newsflash - in case anyone out there is curious....
Although it's very therapeutic (and possibly cathartic, depending upon your particular life history) to take the steps necessary to come up with a personal mission statement, one should be prepared for the insanely frustrating and incompetent feelings which rise up in oneself upon the realization that:
1) one is not following the mission
2) one has to convince other people to give her a CHANCE to follow her mission
3) nobody seems the least bit interested in giving her that chance.
Meanwhile...the clock is ticking.
Tick, tick, tick.
At this point I've found that my logical brain knows the right things to say to try to keep me going but my snarky heart is just getting more and more annoyed with the whole process. (Snarky heart. That has a bit of a ring to it, doesn't it?)