It is not in front of me at the moment but I think that Thomas Edison visualized his thoughts and inventions as an excrudescence (?) from his head, somewhat like dandruff. I smiled thinking of tools and materials flying off my person, in random directions.
But today brings another issue: closure for a project, its difficulty, and whether it is objective or subjective. It's so easy to fall into the trap of thinking that a project's end is fixed, absolute, and objective, when in fact much of it depends on us saying, 'Enough!'
There certainly is a disconsolate phase in the natural history of any project when we are like a hiker who is fooled again and again by false summits. The hiker keeps climbing, keeps making demonstrable progress, but the top keeps receding. This almost always happens on a convex surface.
So too the "end" of a project keeps walking away from us, as we walk towards it. It helped me to start moving in to the new trailer because working on an abode and living in it at the same time are difficult. It just naturally applies the "brakes" to a project. Otherwise you keep dreaming up improvements, or you become endlessly perfectionist and start re-doing some things.
It also helped cheer me up to finally receive the solar panels. Retro-grouch or not, I enthusiastically endorse true progress in the form of MC4 cables and connectors that they use these days. It used to be so slow to wire up solar panels by going in to the junction box, struggling to make a solid connection, and looking for grommets, etc.
|And there they finally are: 480 Watts of solar panels. Wiring them up was fun, thanks to the MC-4 connectors. I am happy with the elastomeric white roof paint, too. Can a fellow really live without a supplementary generator? I am going to try.|