I'm finally (pretty much) done working on the first batch of Carrie Amp 3. It's been a long and grueling process, but it's been extremely rewarding. I really had to dial back the perfectionist knob during this part of the ride because it was eating me up inside. I'm just waiting for the front faceplates to arrive, and then it's a simple job of screwing them on and driving them to the customers. #opdelivers
One of the lessons I learned along the way was pacing. I instinctively wanted to iron out every single detail, but that was far too draining for an everyday hobby. After that, I limited myself to a total of 30 minutes of electronic work per day, a discipline which would make my piano teacher proud.
During testing however, it became clear that if I didn't apply the gas a little more, it would take forever to finish the project. It was hard leaving a circuit board alone, knowing that I spent a half hour on it and couldn't get it to play music reliably. Part of it was shaking off the cobwebs and working through some rust, but the rest of it was ending the night with no anxiety in the pit of my stomach. I knew I was breaking my own rule, but I justified it by trading off long term suffering with survival. I don't know how long I wanted to carry that stress around.
I get this concept from Jim Collins' 20 Mile March in Great by Choice. It was interesting putting it into practice and seeing how it worked for me. In the future, I'd like to really evaluate it by sticking closer to the rule, but maybe that's missing the point.
I thought I'd be done by Christmas, but here I am in the last mile. Feels good.