Was thinking quite a bit yesterday afternoon about why I’ve been doing this. Maybe it’s an attempt at normalcy — something I can keep for a time. Yes, I know it’s only one month out of the year, but I think it helps center me.<\/p>\n
This year, and I’m sure some people reading will understand why, it’s different. <\/p>\n
That it’s different is okay, I suppose, but my desire to do something quality, and get something out of it hasn’t. <\/p>\n
Is it the process of taking the time every single day<\/u> to do something? I don’t know. I’m using different tools, but I’m still doing it. Too often, professionally, I see tools and traditional daily inanities overemphasized. <\/p>\n
Does having me sit in a cubicle every single day<\/u> make my work better?
\nDoes cutting corners actually make the work better?
\nIs the work better because I was wearing a tie while doing it?<\/p>\n
(And though I’ve been consciously been trying to avoid food or car comparisons, I started thinking of “first you make a roux.” They actually sell jarred roux. Really? It’s not that hard to make it from scratch. I can’t ever see a time where I’d buy a jar of roux. But some people might like shaving that bit of time off a recipe. Maybe it works. I don’t know.)<\/p>\n
Getting a bit far afield. It happens. The bottom line is that I don’t like doing lousy work. The tools I use might differ, as might the circumstances, but I still want the work product to be good<\/b>. If there’s not time for it to be even passable, why turn it in, and embarrass yourself? <\/p>\n
Maybe there’s some letters after my name I can buy that’d tell me why.<\/p>\n
in the meantime, the prompt…<\/p>\n
If you had to relive one day of your life over and over and could choose which day, which day would you choose?<\/b><\/p>\n
I think it would have been December 5th, 2009. A snowy night in Washington, DC. The details are a bit fuzzy, courtesy the cold weather, adult beverages, etc.. Weird-looking National Christmas Tree. I might be getting trips mixed up. Maybe they all run together over time.<\/p>\n
I miss being more ambulatory. I miss having the means to explore. I miss having the financial flexibility to do those things. <\/p>\n
Oh well.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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