What's For Breakfast

Facing The Music

OK, it's official now.

Link to sale of my project

This will mean that I am moving on....again. The story of my life is one that no author could ever imagine. After Calpine and Enron, this will be the third holiday lay off for me in 8 years. I will spare you the total job count in the last ten since grad school. Bad things happen to good people and despite the bad and all the struggles, I know I am still blessed. This is far from a pity party and more of a call to arms. I know this enemy. I have fought in these trenches. I know the rules of engagement that determine the winner of this battle.

I am a survivor. I will survive.

That Which I Can Control

Interesting times here on this end. Winds of change. Things beyond my control. Meh - it's probably just life.

Transmissions are still very much overrated and that whole situation is not sorted out believe it or not. "Stuff" and "things" rarely get under my skin but this whole thing has had me preoccupied in a lot of ways. I don't want to think I am getting taken advantage of but I have let a lot of stuff slide with these guys and they have had more than their share of miscues in executing on getting my trans fixes. I am just hoping that it's done and put to bed for good middle of this week. Could I still be going through this next week? Geez, how bad would that be.

Lots going on at the office these days with a transaction I am working on. I wish that I was more in the loop with everything going on, but I suppose there is a reason that has not happened. Hopefully that reason is a good reason, but then again, I could be worried about nothing. Given my track record with Novembers and Decembers I certainly am not naive about the frailty of employment, however, but I want to still have faith that things will work out for the best. There is a shoe that will drop. I just wish that I knew if it was going to drop on me.

Transmissions Are Overrated

I think that is all I have to say about that one.