streaks across my psychedelic sky

I stumbled upon this article from washingtonpost.com. The article struck me as alarming at first, but when you read it all, it is actually very positive.

Headline reads:

Learn to Be Nice to Your Wife, or Pay the Price

Full story here.

New changes in the offing at work. Do I relish wading through too many spreadsheets? Or having too many meetings and discussions for ideas, suggestions, action plans and what-have-yous? Nope and nope. But with change comes work. It’s a given.

I look forward to the change, though. It’s all good. Some (or maybe, most) of the challenges the company, in general, and the different groups, specifically, are going through right now will see a solution. I am optimistic about it. There will always be the naysayers: those who resist change with all their might, people not willing to work with everyone else to effect change, the critics who cannot see anything good come from something, the plain lazies. Tough. These changes are going to happen. There is no stopping it. So either get with the program or go be stagnant someplace else.

He who rejects change is the architect of decay. The only human institution which rejects progress is the cemetery. - Harold Wilson

It was supposed to be a one-on-one meeting but since they hired another director, the 1-on-1’s are now 2-on-1’s. I had the distinct disadvantage privilege of being the first called to the now 2-on-1 once a week meetings. Was I intimidated? Not anymore. About 1-2 hours before my schedule, I was on pins and needles. I couldn’t stay put nor focused. I kept wondering what will be taken up and if I had all the right data to help me if ever there will be mind-boggling questions raised. But since the meeting was delayed 1.5 hours, I was too weary to be tense or apprehensive by the time we finally sat down and started. I was more concerned about not making an oaf of myself by yawning while my bosses are talking to me.

Suffice to say I passed. Which is sober-speak for I was awake the whole 30 minutes and understood what was said. So that’s what a 2 on 1 is like. But that was just the first of many. Who knows, next time, it might not be so short nor so straightforward.

I missed Earth Hour. I was so psyched to participate but I totally forgot about it when the time came. It was supposed to be 8:00pm-9:00pm. I don’t know if that’s Australia time or what. But, I hope the 12+ hours I was out of the house counted for something: no lights in the apartment while I was gone.

To know more about Earth Hour and how to do your share, read the official website.