Happily drinking tea yesterday and today, with an oatmeal buffer. Also, Dr C spoke with me yesterday and said the particular reaction on Tuesday was likely too fast to be related.
I'm looking forward to the fresh bread to challenge with wheat on Saturday. Argh, i just realized i probably cannot have a croissant. BUTTER.... But the thought of fresh French bread is delightful.
Today wraps up the fourth day of continuous meetings all day. I am feeling very good. Part of it is tea, tea, tea (caffeine) i suspect, but part of it is feeling competent. I've taken advantage of the visit by this technical manager to turn it into an indoctrination session. While i don't believe he'll go away knowing everything we're teaching him, he'll know that it isn't nearly as trivial or simple as it seems. My sense of competency arises from being able to describe the technical details in a systematic way, and also in being able to run the meetings effectively. Indeed, i've yet to sit in a project meeting with the Whale that was facilitated effectively, unless it was me doing it.
The management training meetings were a NIGHTMARE, with the head of the HR training department spending the first day on the first hour or so's material, rambling and story-telling, and then panicking when she realized how behind we were and becoming a snapping, abusive instructor as we were plowed through the rest of the material. This pattern repeated several times before the negative feedback finally brought about change.
Anyhow, our team, which is not getting up to speed quickly on some of the complex enterprise architecture issues, is going to be on time fine-just-fine. My local colleague, the recently hired identity management expert, has been great with his blunt, "Look, we deliver on time and no one recognizes our work." I sense, again, that i have a certain ... gravitas?... leadership presence? ... projected confidence? ... that allows me to both center the conversation and propel it.* I certainly feel i've shifted my relationship with the visiting manager: is it that i feel he is listening to me now?
Meanwhile, in LJ land, my last twenty-five comments to others have been within the past week. The last twenty-five comments i've received have been over the three weeks. I know i still don't quite enter into LJ conversations, and i know the writing i do is not very inviting. I'm happy to see that i am commenting outward more, even though my impression has been that i have been completely preoccupied with work for the last seven days. (The comments all seem pretty short.)
I haven't written comments or reflections on joedecker
's link to this horror
's comments about some protesters. Both upsetting, in particular the Florida story as i plan to rent a car and get a hotel room in that state in early December. Last night i felt i had to cancel the trip, but it is to see my very frail grandfather and my less frail but equally elderly grandmother**. I know i will not likely attend a funeral: seeing them both now for a meal is the connection i need to have with them before they die. But, ...!!!!!
Must continue with work, argh, too much time journalling this morning.
*despite being an overweight, middle-aged woman in a pink tank top with flyaway dishwater long hair -- that is, i'm not "presenting" as "business leader."
** who i imagine could be as frail and ready to leave this world, but she would not dare give evidence of that.