On a good day, sometimes nothing much happens. Sometimes on a good day, you just have to realize that living can be (maybe should be or must be) its own reward, and that the process is at least as important as the product.
At the end of the day today, I felt good about myself and what Iíd accomplished. It seems so little, a few pieces of paper with indecipherable figures covering them so that the white sheets look nearly black. And yet, I get satisfaction from the fact that I produced a series of interconnected spreadsheets, fully balanced with each other, that paint a picture of the companyís position at the end of last year, and the ways it changed during the course of the year.
Thatís right. The Big Project is done. Or rather, itís out of my hands for the time being. The Boss will ask some questions and do some tweaking, but the part of it that falls totally on my shoulders is finished. Relief is another thing that can turn an ordinary Friday into a good day.