Grendel and the Bridge

I visited the 35W Bridge project the other day and was able to see the main spans coming from each side of the river to within four feet of each other.  My first thought was: What if they don’t meet in the middle? It immediately brought to mind those feelings of panic after you have put a ton of work into something and right at the end it doesn’t seem right.

That happens to me when I am working on furniture or remodeling projects all the time. The good thing is that there usually isn’t anything wrong: I am holding a piece upside down or forgot to remove some little thing or just have to make a little adjustment. But then badda-bing, it goes together.

What bothers me is that I have I know there are in many projects that moment of massaging it together, yet I for some reason get that sense of panic that is terribly wrong. Even though I know that nothing ever goes smoothly. It’s odd that it really only manifests itself with physical projects. I never had that sensation with corporate projects.

Maybe it’s because physical projects have that concrete finality about them. Or maybe its the increased investment in the furniture and design projects so that there is more at risk personally.

Na! I know deep down it is some inwardly placed mistrust that creeps out in those final moments looking to sabotage my sense of accomplishment, the Grendel of my psyche.

Oh Beowulf, where are you?

But rest easy, my friends, the bridge looks fine and I assure you the chair I build for you will not fall down.

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