Morning strikes.

Or shall I say cats struck then morning? Wonder, which comes first? At times one would never know. However this morning, cats won.

The workweek is afoot, slowly. Picking up speed as we go I am sure. Filled with those wonderful meetings. In general I had a job that required very few of these beloved items and I am finding in the 'new world' my new boss keeps speaking of, it includes these time wasting events. Yes a few are worthy of my presence but in general the time wasted on crap is unbelievable. Can we just do our job and keep moving?

In this world of collaboration and partnership and open transparency I am finding hours dwindle by with progress slipping further and further away. Lets see how a week of this goes.

Something to look forward to or not. Does it matter? Not really, life is filled with nothing else and time seems to be the only thing left to give.

Peace.