My duties at work have shifted a bit recently. I still have my old duties for now; I’m supposed to be handing them off, but so far I have been pretty terrible at delegation.

Anyway, I’ve been trying to wrap my ahead around what is now on my plate. I have a big project on my hands, and at first glance, I thought my main task would be to tie together seemingly disparate resources. Because of that, I got bogged down in a lot of legacy details and I gave myself a headache trying to sort them all out.

At some point this morning, though, I got fed up with looking at all the minutiae and went for a walk. I wanted to just go outside and dream for awhile. And also buy a crepe.

When I got back to the office, I wrote up a few paragraphs describing the ideal result of the project. I probably missed a few details here and there, but I figure my colleagues will fill them in for me. The point is, I got something down on paper to get the ball rolling and now my path is a bit more clear.

For a long time, I had the Cult of Done Manifesto pinned to a wall in my cube. I took it down because I’ve moved a couple of times in the last few months. I feel like it’s a good time to put it back up.

6. The point of being done is not to finish but
to get other things done.

Crochet that on a pillow.