07:40L 27 May 2004

This week has been a long one already. The wife was out of town last weekend which meant a long night of drinking with my best friend Friday. This of course evolves into a sleep-in-late-Saturday, resulting in an up-late-Saturday night (reflective and quasi-depressed), a clean-up-the-house, snap-out-of-it take-the-dog-to-the-pier for a walk Sunday that ends in bed watching TV or reading way too late to be chipper on Monday. Having made peace with my mortality a long time ago I don't mind getting older and like the wisdom that comes with time, but I do think that the way that the days string together and effect one another is an indication that I am less able to instantly recover. All this said over about the last two weeks the soreness from push ups has started to drop off. I'm glad that exercise is starting to work it's way back into the routine. I had been putting off working out pending the new job, move, start of summer but think that at 31 I'm starting to get to a point where continuous maintaining will probably be necessary, since recovering from a given period of atrophy will only become harder over time.

My dissatisfaction with work also has been a huge factor on the perceived length of a week. I think my reaction to my job can be characterized in two ways: 1. Once you make the mental transition to leaving, it's very hard to remain motivated. 2. The time pressure and visibility on my work is not constant and the huge contrast between high intensity and low intensity makes it very hard to pick up the low visibility, minor tasks during the low tide... Right now following last weeks visit by our corporate masters and the meetings with the lawyers, I have this anti-climatic feeling.

Song currently stuck in my head: I'm Running by Yes from Big Generator

Re-reading this, it sounds a bit more dour than I feel, but I'll leave it since that's how it spilled out and there are hints of some themes like "lost weekends" and "what the hell I want to do when I grow up" that will probably be visited often in this journal.

Oh, should anyone stumble upon this whole thing, comments are welcome and my email is on my profile.