Comfortable Equals Complacent

For the last four years or so I have enjoyed the most off the hook office experience of my life.  I have been using an office in Eastville Virginia that, on a bad day, could be found any design magazine (my cheesy cell phone pics don’t do it justice)  Custom mosaic tile bath room, artisan trim throughout, Viking stainless steel kitchenette, polished cherry floors, custom window treatments, natural grass wall coverings, massive flat panel TV with satellite for every channel known to man, framed and matted artwork, and furniture (except for my lame flea market desk) that probably went for more than my car.  Oh, and did I mention that I also have a lovely little covered sitting porch with nice furniture as well.

The place just rocks and it doesn’t cost much, about as much as a 10×12 office in some generic shared office facility.

I just told my landlord that I was not coming back after April and that I would be removing my lame flea market desk.  Why on earth would I do this? (Given where I am sitting right now I am questioning the wisdom of the decision myself)

The reason I have left the office that would make Richard Branson blush is that I loved it too much, it had become way too comfortable and it was making it way too easy to procrastinate on two very important projects that desperately need my energy and attention.

In order to force myself to focus on those projects and complete them I have moved into them!

I am presently sitting in an upstairs bedroom of project number one.  The Ferry House.  The Ferry House was built sometime around 1760.  That is not a typo.  The house I am sitting in was built sometime around 1760.  Most of it is original and it had been very much neglected, but not so much that it could not be brought back.  With much love and attention to detail the Ferry House has a new cedar roof, rebuilt dormers, and is pretty much ready to be put back together. Photos and other information of interest about the Ferry House can soon be found at Trouble was, I was so freakin comfortable driving past the little Ferry House on my way to Shangri-La that I was not focused on it, at least not enough.  Well I am now!  I look at and work inside the project all day long when I am not traveling!

Project number two is Greene Cottage. Greene Cottage is a prototype of a small portable house that I designed and built with my good friend and carpenter/artist Scott Sims.  Scott finished the Cottage almost a year ago and I have been happily storing my surfboards, kite boarding gear, camping gear, and anything else that needed a good place to be stored.  This was not the original plan, but my championship ability to not finish a project and that sneaky comfort has enabled me to not focus on the true purpose of the project.  Greene Cottage is a work of carpentry art.  It now has a brilliant new white coat of paint courtesy of Lynwood Drummond and is soon to house the World Manquarters of a newly hatched business that I am starting. (Watch for details on this shortly)  While the Manquarters is not going to hold a candle to Richard-Bransonville, it will be completely designed by me with my tastes and sensibilities and, I am guessing, it will be much closer to my version of the perfect man cave/creative oasis. Since this project was completely and entirely hatched from my imagination, I will probably allow myself to be very comfortable with it…for just a little while.

Too much comfort deadens my soul.  I need the push of discomfort to drive me to ship…and ship is exactly what I am doing.


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