Layman Pang inherited a fortune, decided it was a problem rather than a prize, and sank it in a lake sooner than hand the problem to anyone else. He never ordained. He spent the rest of his life making and selling bamboo utensils with his family, and when his teacher asked what his daily activities had been, he answered in verse: his marvellous power, he said, was drawing water and carrying firewood. The slogan built on top of this, chop wood and carry water before enlightenment and after, isn't his; nobody has traced it to him or to any classical text. What is his is the refusal to wait: no monastery, no robes, no better conditions, just the household he already had. Today, notice where you're postponing the real thing until the setup improves, and begin it inside the setup you've got.