Yesterday I made a mistake. I was typing in a number and hit a 7 instead of a 4 on the 10-digit key pad. I missed the mistake and the double check I had in place missed it as well. The calculation was in a reasonable range of where it should be and so I pushed forward with the report and sent it out. The mistake was caught and pointed out in the big weekly department meeting by the VP as we were looking at the report. I was embarrassed, to say the least. But more than that, it pointed out a flaw in my Quality Assurance (QA) checks. There was not an opportunity to fix it or even investigate it during the meeting. However, immediately after the meeting I went to my desk, found the problem, fixed it, sent out an updated report, and added a new QA check that would make it so this problem would not happen in the future. Once I reached my desk, it took no more than 60 seconds to do everything I just listed, but the damage had been done.
A few years ago I made the very grown up move to purchase my first home, a sweet little place not far from downtown Salt Lake. I had some basic criteria (at least three bedrooms, attached garage, more than one bathroom), but found myself mostly ok with compromising on a number of other points. The yard included. In fact, I compromised a lot on the yard… and I have spent the last two summers ripping a near jungle out of the front and back. It’s been an unbelievable amount of work, and also the best therapist I could ask for. But this summer… the real fun begins: I’m putting the yard back in.
I have been overwhelmed at the task, and I haven’t really known where to start. That’s when I realized I needed to attack my yard, the same way I do my creative process. So, that’s exactly what I did.