I am at that crossroad that eventually rears its head on all expeditions; planning started a little late, the mountain is larger and knarlier than it looked from a distance and you are wearing thin from the approach. Though you trudge on, the goal seems to never get closer and the window of opportunity is rapidly closing on you. In my case the goal is arbitary, the desire to be on the water by July 1st - I have all the time in the world. Mañana!

I can be positive or negative about this. It is my choice. I made two "new lists" of tasks to be completed this morning; one with more detail than the one I was working from. It is longer, it goes on forever! The other list just says have fun finishing the boat - no worries. Yes there are many things almost done. Everything is started. This is not because I am disorganized but because all these things need to be fitted together. I can have fun or I can start to dread the project. I can wish for a larger work space - a thirty by forty foot hangar would do nicely or I can play along with the jungle clearing -tude of my backyard. It all comes down to attitude. I think I need to chill. I've been working seven days a week for sometime now. Eventually this "overtime" becomes anti-productive; you make mistakes, over-look things, injure yourself and worst of all start hating the thing. It's good to voice all this as it helps figure out how to move on - morale is down the team is slogging - it's time for a pep talk and team meeting to refocus the effort. A nice big beach party would do nicely!