Friday, March 25, 2011

Mission Creep

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Saturday was opening day of garden season. Any time past noon is comedy automatic, when ambition and wrapping things up contest in a rolling ball like a couple of fighting cats. Garden labor is hard to quantify. It’s hard to define quitting time when I know that ten minutes’ puttering will save full days of maintenance in a month or two.

One of the first lessons we learned after taking on an 1890 house was to beware of the “as long as” syndrome. It rears its head when a wall is open and can turn the most modest home improvement project into an insanely ambitious time and money hemorrhage.

I learned the phrase mission creep from the history of the war in Viet Nam. The day before a week-end is a good time to keep mission-creep in mind and remember, perhaps, that a sabbath maintains the invisible.


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