A Rare Moment

I’m taking a morning off from my current assignment. Things have been going well with the new contract work. Although I only put in 30 hours a week, 30 hours worth of pure research and original writing is no small task. As with any telecommuting job, discipline is the key factor. You have to schedule your time wisely and avoid any distractions. Easier said than done – since you don’t want to be a household tyrant, who demands that everyone in the home forego their normal lives in order to accommodate your arbitrary schedule. Actually, I have an advantage here. I’m a bit obsessive when it comes to my work. This trait served me well when I eventually became a senior supervisor in my old company (Flextronics). Here, it takes the form of me getting “antsy” while resting up in my room, thinking “I’ll just put in another hour so I can get that section written the way I want”. So, I go downstairs and hammer out another hour. This, coupled with standard 2 hour writing sessions makes 6 hours a day a most do-able proposition. I guess my current employers like my work, since they keep re-assigning tasks to my inbox (which is a good thing, of course). Right now, “Fiddler on the Roof” (1971) is playing on T.V., in the background. I’m having a nostalgic moment while thinking back to my old stomping grounds in Co-op City (Bronx, N.Y.). I think that movie played in the section 4 theater for about half a millennium. Good movie, though. Anyway, Alma is cooking something that smells pretty good, Rancel is in school and I think Elmer is upstairs watching his T.V. I’m thinking of taking a small nap, myself. You know, sometimes – just every now and again – there is a rare moment when everything is OK…