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Superhuman 2 Event

As I mentioned before, Superhuman #1 went extremely well. Everyone left not only with actionable steps to reach their goals, but also with connections to some other really great people. I was a little bit exhausted by the end, but it was really a great experience to get to do deep work with some of my most serious readers, and to get to know them on a personal level.

I collected feedback from most of the attendees. No one rated the event less than 8/10, and 95% of the critical feedback was on logistics and timing, which I admittedly did not do a great job of. Using their feedback plus our mutual experience, I am ready to put on a second event which should be even better!

The biggest change is that this event will be 2.5 days long instead of 1.5 days long. On the first event I was worried that I wouldn't be able to fill so much time with useful content, but now I realize that more time would have been much better. People also universally wished that we had more social time (with all but one person suggesting 70% work and 30% social vis the 90/10 split we had this time). So this time around we will have much more social time.

The goals of this event will be for each attendee to have actionable next steps on their most important goals, to be paired with a like-minded peer to hold them accountable, and to get to know me and their fellow attendees.

Ducking Responsibility

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We have ducks. The ducks were not my idea. Actively not my idea. In fact, it would be more than safe to say I felt I had made my abundant disinterest in all things poultry quite clear to the Husbandly One. We had a variety of avian life around when I was a kid, and I remember virtually none of it fondly. (More on that later. Be warned.) Yet, one day when I was visiting family for a few days, he called. "I have a surprise for you!" He was clearly excited. "I'm not sure if I can wait to tell you." (He's like that, for better or worse, and most of the time it's better; there's little mistaking an emotion he's having and secrets don't come easily to the man. Which is terrific. I highly recommend this quality in a person.)

"A surprise? For me?!" Oh, I wondered to myself. What could it be? Had he built me something? (The H.O. is a fabulous woodworker and contractor.) A gift? Perhaps a new bauble from our favorite jewelry store? I don't get boxes from there often, but every now and then, a delightful surprise shows up as a super-special treat. Or, oooh! Maybe that outdoor area that needs to be leveled for us to have anything like a lawn area - maybe he is planning to delight me with a veritable delta of flatness upon which to socialize in future without asking all of our guests to risk broken ankles? Could it BE?!

Well, if t'were to be, t'weren't then. "I got ducks!" he announced.

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