I didn't see Lynn for a couple weeks, but when we got together again, I presented her with the first four jobs as proof that it was a good idea, that I was smart and capable, and that I was truly a man of action, ready to leap into action as soon as the impulse struck. She wasn't buying it.
"It's been two weeks. Where's the rest?" Argh.
Feeling much disempowered, I did the only rational thing: I dropped the subject, archived the files, shredded my hardcopies, and didn't speak of it again. Lynn, kind soul that she is, didn't make a big deal of it, and the summer and fall sped by.