The workshop spat me out three days later, twice as exhausted, with teetering piles of ideas and very little time or energy to apply them. I left with a list of annual goals, which I had never bothered to have before, and a feeling that more was possible–this included the feeling that more would have been possible if the workshop had been longer and less chaotic, if I had slept more the week before, if I hadn’t had to rush out on Sunday evening to catch a plane and miss the social.
How much of the goals have you accomplished and how much of a difference have they actually made?
Of my thirteen written goals on my list, I fully accomplished only four and partially accomplished five, but I did make it back to San Francisco, at the opportunity cost of four weeks of sacrificed hospital shifts.
How much of the goals have you accomplished and how much of a difference have they actually made?
That answers your first question.
Oh man how did I miss that? Well, that still leaves how important the 9 are.
Could be that age self-experiment you’re doing …