After writing about my CodeWord book the other day, I spent a bit of my commute time thinking about completion. I have almost completed my book of puzzles. It might have taken me the better part of a year, but it will get done. Hopefully tomorrow on the bus I will fill out that last page. I hope I will feel some sort of satisfaction, or pride, or at least a sense of accomplishment.
Applying this to my other hobbies I see that completion has played a big part in them also.
Here are some acts of completion which make me feel pretty good.
Putting the last piece in a 1000 (or more) piece puzzle.
Taking the last part of a model from the sprue and attaching it to the model.
Filling in the last square of the Saturday Crossword Puzzle.
Getting the last number of a Sudoku puzzle.
Taking off your skates or ski boots after a long day on the ice or the mountain.
Planting the last artificial tree on the train layout.
Getting the last colour in the Rubik;s Cube
Acquiring that last country in Risk.
Conquering the last civilization in Age of Empires
Getting the last card for your set.
The Stanley Cup Championship game.
The last train stop on the journey.
Writing the last postcard of your vacation.
The match winning tennis shot (forehand, crosscourt lots of topspin)
These completions ring bittersweet.
Reading the last sentence in a great novel.The last ski run of the day.
Watching the last episode in a TV series you've enjoyed.
The last piece of birthday cake.
These are completions which are terrible
Eating the last cookie.Drinking the last beer.
Though I love completion, I do know that procrastination has a strong hold on my life as well. I like to see some things done, but I don't always start them on time.