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April 29, 2004


Have you ever had one of those years that just sort of sucks the life out of you? Thatís how this one appears to be shaping up. Existence is going from one activity to the next with little time to really appreciate this gift of life. I remarked to my small group from church last Tuesday that the demarcation points for each day are the same old events. Itís getting old, and itís making me weary.

Circumstances at work have nudged me in the direction of project management. I realize the need behind managementís insistence that I take on this role Ė I probably am the best person for this job, but I donít have to like it. Iíve done it before and have concluded that itís a thankless job. Not that I have any problems with the team; theyíre a great group of people. I guess that Iíve always seen myself as a nurturer, someone who worked behind the scenes to keep everything together. I definitely donít like being out front waving the flag!

I hate coming home exhausted but feeling that I need to do more Ė at least catch up on the things that I wanted to accomplish at work but didnít get a chance to because of interruptions. I hate having very little time to myself to write; it had become a welcome activity that I looked forward to. I guess that we do what we can to survive and hope that we do a good enough job.

One of my team mates is leaving for Spain tomorrow. I wish I were going with her Ė I could use the rest and relaxation! But June will be here soon enough and before I know it Iíll be walking around those Mayan pyramids, snorkeling in that clear Gulf water, or just enjoying myself on the deck of the ship. Until that time though, all I foresee is project schedules, capacity estimates and program design with little time left over for musing out here in cyberspace. Still, it beats the hell out of unemployment!

Posted by mjwoods at 10:07 PM

April 03, 2004

Old Frankenstein

Itís late in the evening here, and the computer is free from the endless tax research that Denise performs in her work. Now itís time for me to do my stuff while jotting down those random thoughts that always seem to flood my brain about this time in the evening.

I can remember specifically asking the captain of my tennis team not to schedule me for any matches this weekend. He even acknowledged me and said that he understood. So Iím not the bit surprised that I found my name on the roster for this weekend Ė 14:00 on court 3 with Lou as my partner. It would have been nice to give this old body a rest, but I just canít say no to a game! Yes, Iíll be stiff, sore and probably move around on the court tomorrow with all of the grace that Peter Boyle exhibited in ďYoung FrankensteinĒ but thatís beside the point. The weather has been wonderful this spring and tennis beats chores and day of the week.

So Iím sitting here multi-tasking; reading some mail, reading some news, trying to stretch out this cramp in my left leg and staring at the primary on-call pager and praying that it doesnít go off tonight. No tunes on the CD player tonight Ė I had quite a marathon all week at work and Iím enjoying the relative peace and quiet here this evening.

Nothing much in the way of news to report for the week. Work was its usual madhouse with plenty of problems needing tending to all at once. I will be grateful when my boss gets back from his honeymoon and takes his responsibilities back. I really donít mind backfilling for him while heís away, but it does make it difficult to get the stuff that Iím still held accountable for done.

Well, I guess I should pop some meds into my mouth and hope my ďwheelsĒ feel alright in the morning. With any luck Iíll be able to exhibit the grace of Marty Feldman in ďYoung FrankensteinĒ out on the court tomorrowÖ

Posted by mjwoods at 12:04 AM

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