The next page in the You Are Doing a Freaking Great Job book, simply reads:
What does “back to basics” mean to you?
Basics could be the ABCs, or reading, writing, and ‘rithmetic. Perhaps “basics” refers to living off the land – growing your own vegetables, raising chickens or goats or cows.
Then there’s the fashion basic – black. I used to wear black a lot. Many larger women did and still do. I didn’t trust my own judgment about what colors might flatter me so I went for black because it was easy. And of course there was the lie we all believed for years that black was slimming. [Eye roll.] Now I wear a variety of colors and love it.
Basic jewelry equals pearls. A simple string of pearls was the one piece of jewelry my mother gave me when I was a young woman.
Basics can also include learning to roller skate, or ride a bike, or drive a car. Baking your very first cake, meticulously following the directions.
I’m trying to relate “basics” to my job and the only thing I can come up with is learning to touch type and taking dictation. I never learned to take dictation myself. But I can proofread, spellcheck, transcribe audio, type quickly and accurately and file like a badass.
Basics got me where I am, with a few flourishes along the way.
Let me know what back to basics means to you, won’t you?