Wrap-Up
So. Year fifteen finished. My medical folks want me to discontinue. That I managed to miss the summer streak is a start. We’ll see on next year.
Last year I used this, largely, as a way to figure out what the hell I was doing for the month. While there’s been some of that this year, I’ve largely been “home.” It’s fine. When I’m here in the Beltway Swamp, I’m largely working myself to death during the week. When I’m gone, it’s somebody else’s problem.
I almost said that I need to get better about letting other people handle things, but that’s not true. I do happily offload things to others. Maybe that’s something cliche to say to fill space? I don’t know.
But I think, physically, I’ve gotten better by just doing some rather basic things. I haven’t missed a planned workout day since I got back from my trip. I plan to continue on the two-days-on-one-off patter through the end of the calendar year. Starting next year, I’ll go to three-on-one-off. The time doesn’t really affect my days all that much if I make sure I do it first thing in the morning.
Do I prefer this lifestyle?
Raincheck on that answer?
It’s about all I can do at this point.
Technological advances have made it possible for me to better-participate in whatever I’m doing despite my vision loss. My intuition about courses of action are still often pretty close. Maybe AI advances will bring that into question, but I think I’m often still pretty close to the mark on most things.
But I also bring a bit of care to the process. Many of the digital assistants are overly-obsequious, then turn to condescension.
I think it’s important to remember that the person who formed babbies with Bill Gates is the one who gave us Clippy.
So another year. Maybe I’ll get to the last Shmoocon. I guess we’ll see.
Am i satisfied with what I’ve done here this year? I was going to say, “maybe,” but I think “indifferent” might be a better description.
Should I feel accomplished in doing fifteen straight years?
Um.