Friday, May 1, 2009
The road to success is mined with edits, changes and hate mail
I sent it.
I opened it today, I scanned it, I considered messing with it and realized I can't even SEE it anymore.
I have worked on it for hours on end, days in days out for months. I can't see the thesis for the data tables.
I decided to just send it to the Uber Supervisor.
It's May 1st, Beltaine, bonfire time. New beginnings, new growth.
I can't just hold onto the draft in perpetual fear that its not perfect for several reasons:
a) I like my sanity (fleeting though it may be)
b) I'm a perfectionist and no matter how hard I try, I can't achieve perfection
c) Uber-Supervisor is even more of a perfectionist than I am and I can't meet his expectations no matter how hard I try
d) There will be edits and changes from the WHOLE committee, not just Uber-Supervisor. May as well get them kick-started.
In the meantime, I'm going outside to celebrate the sun. To celebrate relieving the weight of the beta draft from my shoulders. I'm going to set aside the hamster wheel and let my shoulder rest.
I'm going to have a glass or two of sangria, light a wee bonfire and drink to the possibilities of edits, changes and future hate mail from my Uber-Supervisor.