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Christine's point of the day: today's eighth graders are younger than browser technology.
She came home with some need to decompress about the inattention of the kids, the chatting cliques, the young geek who complained he had 624 text messages with a sigh. I was decompressing from my very successful meeting. I took hours to wind down. After a while, i told myself that the meeting was very efficient and may save me and other folks grief come the next fiscal year and that it was probably worth it even if i was wound up the whole day.
One of the folks involved, the one who whined about the 4 pm on a Friday schedule -- he does seem to get personally aggrieved by things. It's as if developing software takes time just to piss him off. So, i think i was holding my breath, steeling myself to deal with him. When it was done, i wasn't entirely free to move on.
Around five i quit my holding pattern of distractions and spent several hours answering an email request for support from the clerk of our meeting. I think i was helpful.
The rest of the evening was whittled away with diversions.
I know i must be framing my "needs to do" wrong -- that was part of my comments to our clerk -- i do feel so burdened and i'm not taking care of myself (laundry and exercise). Christine would exercise for me if she could, but somehow i need to motivate myself.
Tonight i will sleep without an alarm, and then tomorrow... we'll see.
She came home with some need to decompress about the inattention of the kids, the chatting cliques, the young geek who complained he had 624 text messages with a sigh. I was decompressing from my very successful meeting. I took hours to wind down. After a while, i told myself that the meeting was very efficient and may save me and other folks grief come the next fiscal year and that it was probably worth it even if i was wound up the whole day.
One of the folks involved, the one who whined about the 4 pm on a Friday schedule -- he does seem to get personally aggrieved by things. It's as if developing software takes time just to piss him off. So, i think i was holding my breath, steeling myself to deal with him. When it was done, i wasn't entirely free to move on.
Around five i quit my holding pattern of distractions and spent several hours answering an email request for support from the clerk of our meeting. I think i was helpful.
The rest of the evening was whittled away with diversions.
I know i must be framing my "needs to do" wrong -- that was part of my comments to our clerk -- i do feel so burdened and i'm not taking care of myself (laundry and exercise). Christine would exercise for me if she could, but somehow i need to motivate myself.
Tonight i will sleep without an alarm, and then tomorrow... we'll see.
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