Sometimes
I ask for help
and regret it.
Not that the
helper was
not well-intended
or even skillful
in their craft.
It is just that
sometimes we want
the job done,
and we don't want
to do the work
involved.
So I asked my
former accountant
father-in-law to
help me set up
a financial system,
only to realize
that I'd have to
rebuild my mental
transmission before
I could shift that
many gears.
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