It was snowstorming. I love how the flakes looked, dancing in the wind outside my bedroom window.
On Sunday, March 27, 2022, I am scheduled to complete my benchmark marathon run. It’s not gonna happen. At this rate, maybe in another six to nine months, I will be ready. I didn’t even get my training plan yet and I don’t have any miles that I’ve accumulated – I’m not even doing 5k a week (which is nothing).
I find it difficult to continue working on something I feel I should have completed in one sitting – which, as I get better at writing and drawing, will be impossible to do. And from where does this feeling come?
Back in the day, when I used to work in wealth management and financial services, sometimes we’d go through so many revisions of the BRD (business requirements document) before the client signed off; it was crazy. I’d feel bad for the business analyst or SME and secretly rejoice that that’s not me.
“Revision number five of the BRD on group RSP functionality or waterboarding?”
“Waterboarding please sir, may I have another!”
I must change my expectations; they are not realistic. BUT still, thinking about editing my short story or going back to finish a drawing makes me wince. I’m a bit better with my poems, I don’t expect to complete them in one sitting anymore, but it still bugs me when I don’t.
I’m liking low-profile furniture more and more. I even find myself sitting on the ground often. Feels … comfortable.
It’s not even 8:30 pm yet but I’m ready to crawl into bed and shut down. That is what I am going to do!
Goodnight 🙂
Sat Mar 12, 2022
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