Corey Gouker's Machine Inside the Mind

I think this must be one of those moments for me where things come together nicely and I just kinda chill about life and live for enjoying everything. I'm not too sure how many hours I've been working since I started my job, I'm not too keen to figure it out either. All I know is that it's probably over 60 a week if you count at home time on the computer reading up, writing, doing email, you name it. I'm feeling like I'm getting loads done and despite having to wind up again to the normal level of multi-tasking that's required I honestly think I'm getting a lot done. At some point it's going to have to calm a bit since I can't keep up this pace. I don't think there's any reason I can't get a little more economical with my time though and gradually balance stuff out.

Speaking of which, damn, do I need to get back to the gym. I've been maintaining my weight but I can already tell I'm losing some of the tone I had gained just by not working out for 2 months regularly. I do miss going to the gym for an hour a day, it's an awesome stress relief when others don't come as easily, oh and gaming isn't much of a relief sometimes. At least not when I get my ass blown off by some punk kid yelling out racist comments.

The only thing I really dread at the moment is the commute. I know some people have crazy commutes at close to 2 hours or more. For me though, if I'm in the car for more than 30 minutes each way I start feeling like there's better things to be doing with my time than sitting in the car waiting for people to learn how to merge.

Despite all the great little things that come with working for the jolly green giant that is Microsoft, I don't really think my team nor my review would take kindly to me suddenly deciding to cut one more car from the road by working from home. Meanwhile it does seem like I've been in the new role for quite some time, in reality it's been 3 months, not 3 years... unless I count contracting time.

One thing I seem to very poorly at is having a good idea of how much time I'm going to actually have available. I mention this because I had intended on chronicling the initial year or so of actually what it means to be FTE. In some ways I guess I've not really failed since my writing has been sparse that in itself is a good indication of what life is like in year one.

I'm a little biased in my perspective and experience as well having been around here a little while, I can't begin to imagine how much that has actually helped me built up momentum.

Considering it's now going on quarter past 2AM, I'll quit rambling and go to bed.