No More Islands

I'm a very systematic person in most of what I do.  I think through actions, generally doing them logically. 

We've been scraping paint off a ceiling and its coves.  I want to start somewhere and work systematically until it is finished.

Others find themselves jumping around to what is making the most immediate progress.  They create islands of work left to be done in my systematic world.  I don't like the islands.

We are at the point now where only the four corners of the coves remain.  No more islands exist except these four. 

It looks systematic.  It always should.