I’m taking a momentary break from the day job. I finished a task that seemed like it would take two or three days but was more like six or seven. I made several big pushes at it but there were just issues upon issues, and solving some involved tackling or creating others. Although this was just an internal deadline, I felt bad about not being able to do it by the day I said I could. Even when these are not hard dates and are arrived at without any methodology other than the “Anal Pluck Protocol”, I still hate missing any form of deadline. Like I told my boss a few days ago, “It makes my Protestant work ethic ache.”
Thank god the next few things we are doing are small tasks, on the order of a few hours to maybe a day. I’m ready for some short stories after the latest massive epic.