The Beautiful Blob that Swallowed Barbara - Barbara A. Anderson
In my most recent experiment of how to live well in this part of my life with its noticeable limitations, I invested myself in a cluster of short-term projects. I tried to stagger the time at which each project would put the greatest demands on me. Yes, it was fantastic to bring my skills, experience, and personality to the Greater Good in ways that made a positive difference. However ... I was like a gardener who wants her flowers to bloom sequentially across the seasons, but instead, they all bloom at once.