The development of this post is starting to be funny, almost to the point where I’m scared to think about it.
This post has taken three months and one day to get to this point. And the funny part is the topic and trigger of this post is and was the development of annual professional goals at work.
Three months and one day, and 9 drafts, later, and this post is starting to scare me.
It could be an indication of how busy I’ve been. Or at least how little time I’ve been making for things that aren’t immediately family or work related. I started the first draft of this post on March 8 during a lunch trip to Bean There Cafe, and here I am, almost two months later, still working on it, on multiple trips to Bean There later.
Here I am now , and I’m still not sure this is going to be the last draft. Nor do I know that looking at the results of the last several drafts is going to be helpful, or if it just isn’t better to stare at an empty screen and become surprised that it slowly fills with [hopefully] useful thoughts.
Goals are something that I tend to have a somewhat complicated relationship.