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The Challenge In Spending Time Well

Some activities pay huge dividends and insane gains, but don't feel satisfying. The flipside is that some activities feel incredibly satisfying, but pay no gains at all.

Take cleaning the house. If you clean the hell out of your house, you're going to likely feel great. You work up a little sweat, use your muscles, and you can get into the zone for four or five hours. Afterwards, you feel you really accomplished something.

But… even in the very most expensive countries, a solid cleaning can be purchased for $50. If you've got any skills and hustle at all, you could make more than that in four or five hours, and probably build up some long-term asset value or connections in the process.

Yet, after a good thorough clean, you'll typically feel great.

Whereas "sitting there frustrated and confused trying to figure something out" is typically not enjoyable at all. Yet, frequently six hours of sitting there frustrating and going over the same problem over and over again will lead to major breakthroughs.

Early on a Sunday Morning

On Where Pianos Roam

Well, it's not so early, but it's still morning.  I've been putting the finishing touches on the new website.  It is a minimal affair--very spacious and pretty straightforward in terms of functionality.  It really is just the central hub through which everyone will be able to find my music or find me anywhere online.  I decided to just keep it simple. Flashy + elaborate= cumbersome.  This is so not cool. The new gordonroquedotcom will be unveiled on Nov. 1.  In January, I hope to expand the site to incorporate a few more fun little nuggets.  It's only going to get more beautiful and functional from here. I attended my 8-year-old nephew Bubba's football game yesterday.  His team lost, and he spent a while after the game drenched in tears.  In truth, I thought he played quite well and admirably--tackling a whole lot and taking direction from the coaches pretty seriously.  I wondered if the pain of losing is really something that an 8-year-old should experience.  Somehow, I hope this season was fun for him.  I've got to tell him that, in my experience, for every loss something really wonderful happens in return. I've suffered some sad losses in my life, but they pale in comparison to all that I have gained. It's a beautiful sunny day with blue skies here in Nashville.  Time to frolic. I'll write more later. Have a flower! Hugs, -g

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