"Pivot" is my word of the season, and the Roomba is my spirit animal.
As I start work today I have 70 returns left to finish in April. 35 of them are ready for me to do today as I sit down at my desk on Sunday, Easter morning. *
When I started my business on Main Street I was shocked by "the glitches", the random failures that just rained across my life like bad weather. They'd come, they'd go, they never made any sense to me. Computers would randomly fail. Yesterday I saw something not working for my seasonal assistant that ABSOLUTELY used to work. I don't know why it didn't work, but I just note that this part of the process is broken and keep moving.
I pivot, I turn, I go where I'll be most effective next. I spend zero time on trying to fix it, and (it was March 31st when this happened) I spend zero time trying to train the staff how to handle a one-off issue. Pivot, re-focus, keep moving. Over and over again.
Off I go.
*I was raised Christian and am a valued member of my church, but Easter is a holiday I typically skip, partly because of tax season, but partly because I am weak on the central catechism of Christianity. Basically, I figure Doctor Who showed up in the cave and cleaned him up, gave him new clothes, and dropped him on the road to Emmaus.
When I started my business on Main Street I was shocked by "the glitches", the random failures that just rained across my life like bad weather. They'd come, they'd go, they never made any sense to me. Computers would randomly fail. Yesterday I saw something not working for my seasonal assistant that ABSOLUTELY used to work. I don't know why it didn't work, but I just note that this part of the process is broken and keep moving.
I pivot, I turn, I go where I'll be most effective next. I spend zero time on trying to fix it, and (it was March 31st when this happened) I spend zero time trying to train the staff how to handle a one-off issue. Pivot, re-focus, keep moving. Over and over again.
Off I go.
*I was raised Christian and am a valued member of my church, but Easter is a holiday I typically skip, partly because of tax season, but partly because I am weak on the central catechism of Christianity. Basically, I figure Doctor Who showed up in the cave and cleaned him up, gave him new clothes, and dropped him on the road to Emmaus.