Ending First

I already know the ending. I will go through the process none-the-less and show my work. This is not a guilty with explanation nolo contendere plea bargain. It is the truth. If you have no clue as to what the heck I am taking about see yesterday’s post originally titled “Oversight Experiment” but changed to 'Shelter Access' upon further editing review. 

The oversight experiment update:

Bank. Done, cake.

Hardware Store. No luck. Out of stock. 

Transit to Les: Done, need a left front wheel bearing, estimated cost $209.

Register Whitey. Need another document signed by the seller indicating valid reason why price is significantly below blue book. Done, signed and sealed. Back today for final.

Graphic artist. Done, complete new direction. 

Opening video sequence. DELAYED.

Zwift and Wahoo updates. POSTPONED.

Start brake job on Ranger. MAYBE TOMORROW.

Set list for (now) tomorrow. TODAY.

Route for Sunday ride. VARIATION ON USUAL ROUTE.

Shop for food. I did get cheese, peanut butter and cheap beer. 

Craigs List Prep. NO MOVEMENT.

Set up wifi gear. After a trip to Best Buy and a lengthy discussion with the entire staff, including three ranking members of the Geek Squad, it seems my initial plan was, although inspired, technologically cumbersome. The antenna to router to signal extender to device design is now scrapped in favor of a ‘better quality router’ plan. TESTING TODAY.

There is the update. The Oversight Experiment was an aggressive plan from the start with little wiggle room for error. The two stops that presented additional time and labor to accomplish are being addressed and hopefully finalized today. Las Schwab can’t get the bearing till Monday so we have an appointment for Tuesday. The transit is officially named Whitey Ford. 

It used to be, and perhaps still is, a popular way to philosophically deal with unexpected delays, dead-ends, taxes, fees, breakdowns or other unforeseen circumstances by admitting that shit happens. We all know this to be true.

The other, perhaps even more astute and utilitarian observation is this: The faster I go the behinder I get. 

Do one thing, do it well and enjoy the process, then move to the next. The end as predicted in the beginning.