Hit 10,000 hours on the job last month, and it felt weirdly small
I hit my 10,000th hour doing residential rough-ins in Portland last month, and honestly, I expected some big moment or shift in how I work. Instead, it just felt like another Tuesday with a deadlift of 12/2 wire and a crawl space that smelled like old dust. People always talk about that number like it unlocks something, but I think the real milestone was around 2,000 hours when I stopped second-guessing every box fill. Anyone else feel like their biggest change came way earlier than the famous benchmarks?