I’ve been keeping myself up at night trying to figure out a way to stem plays off a slot I sweep base and incorporate it into a 10u no-huddle offense with hand signals. It isn’t the kind of thing people normally are consumed with, but I’m an obsessive compulsive with clear issues surrounding failure at sports, so it’s sort of a thing. The key is to not make it so big of a thing that it takes over, but I’m not entirely sure I’ve done a good enough job of that. After all, it’s nearing 11:30 and my brain has clearly honed in on the one problem I can neither quickly solve or matters at all.
There is something about immediacy that turns me off. Around 4 this morning I found myself trying to assemble a ping pong table for my boys and failing to do so before they rose for Christmas. I wasn’t a fan of the process. Given time and proper tools later in the day I enjoyed it and spent the time doing it right. The short of it is I don’t enjoy working under pressure as much as I do working at my own leisure. Of course a little pressure and deadline is needed but when things pile up and get close I tend to think about and do just about anything else.
Perhaps the best way to deal with my tendencies is to not get to that point in the first place. Call it a lesson learned on Christmas. Here’s a few more I learned today…
1. Don’t expect kids who have been up late the night before to last late into ththe present evening.
2. It being Christmas ought to change general assholery but it doesn’t.
3. Joy favors the observant mind.
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