At the office we installed standing desks. I've never had a standing desk before. I once tried working with my laptop at elbow level by elevating it on a box, but that didn't work out since you have to look down, and you can't rest your arms so you tire quickly. This time around I'm sold and immediately started spending about half my day working while standing up.
Strangely enough, when I write my entries at the office I do so sitting down. I've probably done this because it's the first thing I do in the morning and I don't feel like standing up yet. It's only after a pair of hours that I start getting restless in my seat, and I elevate the table to stand up.
I stand up very straight, with my feet together. I guess it's a yoga habit. I like that I can subtly shift my weight to one feet and the other, that I can bend my knees, that I can contract my core and grow taller, my spine pops now and then by doing this.
But I must go back to work, I'll continue writing throughout the day.
A sprint of work. Another thought: yesterday I kept in mind 'doing good', yet there was nothing to do and nobody to save. In lieu of this I picked up a scrap of paper on the street and put it in the bin.
The CTO and the milenial CEO are arguing. Both are tremendously smart and wise people, I'm honored working for them. I overhear their arguments and they are both right, yet they come from different areas of the business and thus they are looking at things from their own perspective. The CEO promised something to a client, the CTO is being spread thin and he likes to do things right, so deadlines have passed and client is asking for a new estimate. Deadlines ruin and save everything. The time to complete a task expands to take everything available, everything in this world can be polished for an eternity, one must decide when something is done. At the same time, deadlines give us faulty, rushed or incomplete products. My favorite way is the Mexican way: give the deadline for the most optimistic scenario so that you may rush to accomplish it, then re-negotiate the deadline because then you know how much you have left. You can't accurately estimate projects without having done something very similar before (and clients too, they can become sources of delay).
I'm back home, stoned again. I guess I must come clean: I'm currently smoking after work, and on the weekends. I'm doing ok at work, I can focus. I have not yet learned how to relax when sober, constantly in executive mode while having painful memories pop up and me repeating to myself: "what an idiot". I guess this is why I have ceased writing while high: I reveal far too much, the next day I regret and delete. Well, here is a note for myself of tomorrow: don't be a coward, show yourself for who you are.