You know what? That’s perfectly fine.
I’m not writing this for anyone else, if I was I’d probably not write it at all, unhappy with how the words don’t come out perfectly formed on demand. Unhappy at how the topics aren’t exciting to anyone but me. Concerned that I might be exposing more than I mean to.
It’s for me.
This is going to be an interesting week. I mean, it’s half over today, tomorrow’s Thursday, but it’s still going to be interesting. I’ve spent the past few months pushing hard to get things done. I’ve documented all the secret things I know. I’ve shown anyone who would listen how to use all the tools. I’ve done all the heavy lifting I possibly could, all with the goal of not leaving tasks undone.
It hasn’t turned out as well as I hoped. Strictly C-level grade at best. Barely passing. I’ll have to do however. This clock has wound down, and I’m almost out of time I’m able to spend on these endeavors.
Tomorrow I go into the office, and there’ll be much to talk about.