The Blip

I was out of the office for 16 days.

I filed my leaves and never looked back.

I told my team to send me a text message for anything urgent. Otherwise, I’ll get to them next year.

I told myself I’d have plenty of time to do plenty of things and that was actually true—at least some part of it.

I was able to bring both our car and one of my bikes in for their periodic maintenance.

Grabbed lots of coffee and got stuck in horrendous traffic with the wife.

Biked a total of 359.92 kilometers.

Celebrated Christmas and New Year with the family.

Finished watching Stranger Things.

On paper it definitely feels like a lot. But as I woke up this morning, it all felt like a blip.

I realized I haven’t logged my daily notes here and I now have a two-week backlog.

Then I realized, so what? I could leave it unfinished and start something else.

This is how I’ll be able to address my creeping perfectionism.

Not everything has to be perfect. Not everything needs to be done.

And here I am writing something completely new.

The first step of doing things differently.