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"One must work and dare if one really wants to live."
- Vincent van Gogh
So it's Labor Day. From what I can remember, we don't work on this day to remember all those people who fought oppressive bosses, and helped to create a more balanced, safe work environment. Everything is pretty fuzzy. I really don't remember most of the stuff I learned in middle school. It's sort of a blur. Looking back on it, I am pretty sure that my middle school history teacher was drinking spiked coffee, which translated into some inspired lectures that weren't supported by our text book. But that is a different story for a different day....
I celebrated Labor Day by doing absolutely nothing. I woke up late, meandered to Starbucks to get a cup of coffee--all the while smelling very manly, I might add--whipped up some eggs and bacon, and put a dent in the couch. I've been trying to do a better job of taking rest. True emotional down time rarely comes, and I suspect that I will have less and less as I get older. So, I practiced resting today. Sounds odd, but it's true.
There is one small caveat to this rest though. This week I need to finish a project, so this rest is the proverbial calm before the storm. From personal experience, you usually have to reach in deep to finish off the last 5% of the job, which is where I am at. My plan standard play of getting in early, and putting my head down will be my plan for tomorrow.
Nothing of great consequence to report on otherwise. Looking forward to having this project finished, and on my bosses desk for review. The first cut may be the deepest, but the last one is usually the toughest.
Namaste
- Vincent van Gogh
So it's Labor Day. From what I can remember, we don't work on this day to remember all those people who fought oppressive bosses, and helped to create a more balanced, safe work environment. Everything is pretty fuzzy. I really don't remember most of the stuff I learned in middle school. It's sort of a blur. Looking back on it, I am pretty sure that my middle school history teacher was drinking spiked coffee, which translated into some inspired lectures that weren't supported by our text book. But that is a different story for a different day....
I celebrated Labor Day by doing absolutely nothing. I woke up late, meandered to Starbucks to get a cup of coffee--all the while smelling very manly, I might add--whipped up some eggs and bacon, and put a dent in the couch. I've been trying to do a better job of taking rest. True emotional down time rarely comes, and I suspect that I will have less and less as I get older. So, I practiced resting today. Sounds odd, but it's true.
There is one small caveat to this rest though. This week I need to finish a project, so this rest is the proverbial calm before the storm. From personal experience, you usually have to reach in deep to finish off the last 5% of the job, which is where I am at. My plan standard play of getting in early, and putting my head down will be my plan for tomorrow.
Nothing of great consequence to report on otherwise. Looking forward to having this project finished, and on my bosses desk for review. The first cut may be the deepest, but the last one is usually the toughest.
Namaste
posted by Zen_Accountant at 5:17 PM
1 Comments:
I have found the same darn thing. Getting the last 5% done usually takes 25% of the project time. Very annoying.
Glad to hear you are resting. Sometimes we feel as though we are invincible and that our mind will push through when the body gets tired. Too bad it doesn't work that way. When the body really does go, there is nothing you can do about it. So take care of your body.
Have a great day!
MAD
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