I went looking for a date this week. Sometime in 2025, I stopped opening every chat by typing my priorities. I wanted to know which week.
There isn’t one.
In February 2025, I was a month into an experiment. I was using AI as a growth partner, a sounding board before team meetings and board calls. Every Monday it had forgotten everything. I typed the same three priorities for the fourth week in a row. I wrote a post about it. I called the forgetting a forcing function. The reset was the practice.
In March I wrote it again. The restating had become a daily ritual. I said the limitation was doing more for my leadership than the tool was.
I wrote two more. Then I stopped.
I stopped because I was writing down what everyone was already living. By Month 4, everyone had the same Monday. A post about it was a post about the weather.
The series stopped on purpose. The ritual didn’t.
I didn’t decide to quit restating. The memory got better. The context window got bigger. My usage evolved. One week I typed the priorities, and some later week I didn’t, and nothing in me marked the difference. I had written two posts saying this was the practice that kept me honest. I let it go without noticing it was gone.
Things nobody has to do stop. Including the things you wrote about.
Here is what happens now. I don’t type first anymore. The system tells me. It opens with what I was working on, what is still open, what changed since I left. I read it and start.
The restating didn’t end. It changed hands.
That is the part I didn’t expect. The thing I called a leadership practice is still happening every morning. I am just not the one doing it. In 2025, the tool forgot, and I remembered. Now the tool remembers, and I read what it remembers. I would not have called that growth in February 2025. I am not sure I would call it growth now.
The partner changed too. What showed up after I started the experiment was agents. I began with something that needed me to explain the week. I ended up with things that do the work. That is a different post. It matters here only because the restating moved at the same time the work did.
Nobody measured any of this. I never counted the Mondays I restated. The system never counted the Mondays it restated for me. The practice I wrote about had no number attached, so there was no number to watch go to zero.
I asked myself what I miss from the old version. The honest answer is nothing. I don’t miss typing the same three things. I don’t miss the fourth week. The friction I praised was friction. I was glad when it left, so glad I never saw it leave.
The person who wrote those two posts was a COO with a team of hundreds, trying to walk into Monday with a clear head. He thought the clear head came from the typing. He had evidence. It was his own.
The person writing this one is a startup founder with a handful of people and a set of agents keeping things moving. He doesn’t walk into Monday. Monday is already running when he sits down. Nobody has to restate anything to get it started.
I still don’t know which week it stopped. Neither does anything that reminds me.