Drudgery

I've reached the point in a project where all of the 'newness' has worn off and it no longer carries with it any real excitement: it's just another implementation. Like the flip of a coin one of two positions emerges; one side is boredom and the other is grudging acceptance that, at least, the euphoria has worn off and the work may start.

It probably hasn't helped matters that I'm reading 'The Moviegoer', by Walker Percy. It's amazing how one book can make you want to be an introvert again. It's too early for the dog days of summer, but not too early for a vacation. Come on, Memorial Day.

Work sounds: 'Blah, blah, blah.'
I just want to play with Hayes
And make it all stop.