It’s been two-weeks since I updated here, which is not unprecedented but is unusual. As is usually the case life kind of takes up time and things get pushed to the back burner. One of those “life” moments was a three-week process I was involved in at work, where the term single point of failure was used often.
In the use-case of work, the single point of failure was something to be avoided. This is where one breakdown somewhere in a daisy chain of events could cause the whole project to come to a halt – and in this case impact paying customers. The single point of failure must be avoided.
Across the last couple of weeks, that paradigm persists. We had 13.5’s Washington Trip to get through. While that was not a huge impact, it did require making sure she was packed, had some healthy snacks to add to the assortment of Oreos and candy that made the trip with her class.
Then 11.0 talked me into signing her up for a second travel softball team. So now we are deep into a pair of concurrent softball seasons. The schedules start next week and the practices are already underway. This gets mixed in with school, Hebrew school and all of her friends.
Add to that I had a week in Santa Monica for work where I managed to come down with a cold. That cold has slowed me down since getting home Friday night.
Then there was the two-plus weeks my sitter didn’t have a car which really did not give me the peace of mind I try to maintain when I am not home.
All those items above are not earth-shaking. Cars break, I’ve been sick before, travel isn’t new, the girls do spend time away from home and work has pressures. But all together, with one parent, there is a single point of failure.
11.0 had back-to-back practices yesterday. About four hours of softball. During that time I saw a mix of parents and siblings coming in and out of the ball field – switching up and getting things done. With only one parent, there is a single path for accomplishment. So, I was checking in with 13.5 via text (the preferred communication medium) to see if she need a ride somewhere and that she ate.
So, at work I learned the importance of avoiding the single point of failure. At home I realized a sitter without a car is a single point of failure. And the reality is, I can be my own single point of failure too.