Smart people say:
The devil is in the details
Why or why don’t I listen to them more often?
Smart people say:
The devil is in the details
Why or why don’t I listen to them more often?
You, my dear readers, might think that I don’t like you anymore. (I don’t publish as often as I used to. My post got shorter. And I tend to talk about obvious things too.)
That’s OK. I understand.
The truth of the matter is that I am extremely busy recently. And my blogging mood has changed significantly. I don’t post one entry a day anymore. But I still think of at least one every day. They accumulate in my brain and I post them later in bunches. I was doing this always to a certain degree.
It got a bit more difficult recently though. You see, I tend to rethink things that are in the pipeline. And with all my busyness lately I have a huge stream of incoming data that changes many aspects of my thinking. So instead of just writing up the post, I rethink it and put it further down the queue tagged “needs more work”. Many posts stay there until they expire.
Expiration feels very bad (like a lot of lost effort), but it is probably a good thing after all (less junk unleashed onto the world).
Anyway, I hope that this is temporary as so many things in the world.
P.S.: If you are too annoyed by this, here is a hint: there are so many good blogs out there…
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I met my yachting coach today.
I don’t remember if I blogged about it, so I’ll mention it here. I used to do a lot of sailing back when I was a kid. I never got up to a professional level, but never-the-less I got good enough to participate in a few competitions here and there.
I almost forgot (until today that is) that yachting was a big part of my life a few years ago. There were summers when I spent entire days in the club.
It was fun. It was a perfect mix of physical training, water sports, and social life. And, of course, the good part of it all being fun was due to my coach.
Today, yet more of our friends passed by to congratulate Maxim (and us) on reaching the important milestone – the age of 1 year. Plenty of presents, kisses, and hugs were mixed with lots of food and drinks. The result – excellent time. Kids are fun!
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