tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post5049389663223497714..comments2023-10-12T10:10:26.191-05:00Comments on Second Effort: Musings while trying to accelerate from a standing stopThe Curmudgeonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14723009641287783218noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post-79568435760381289372009-01-22T18:58:00.000-06:002009-01-22T18:58:00.000-06:00I've recently changed my work hours to 9 to 6 inst...I've recently changed my work hours to 9 to 6 instead of 7 to 4.. which, really it was 7 to 7.<BR/><BR/>Now, I still stay til 7 usually, but I'm just coming in later.<BR/><BR/>Why it took me so long to figure out I didn't have to kill myself in the mornings, I know not.<BR/><BR/>Mornings are tough for me, especially in the winter, and January - well, that's just the worst. Seems like 3 -1/2 years since Christmas came and went.<BR/><BR/>It's the blah zone.Shelbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02757079675613448834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19673259.post-88817257516439853182009-01-22T09:03:00.000-06:002009-01-22T09:03:00.000-06:00boy i hate it when i have to get sarge going early...boy i hate it when i have to get sarge going early. he tends to sit and stare, you know, that glazed look? then he'll get one sock on and stare. then a shoe, stare, by now i should know what is coming and yet i still have to nudge him. his mother told me his bus driver used to have to wait at the driveway while he did the same thing...<BR/><BR/>glad it's billable!<BR/><BR/>smiles, bee<BR/>tyvcEmpress Bee (of the high sea)https://www.blogger.com/profile/08300140506585000934noreply@blogger.com