
18th Mar 2008 by
Chris
Its as if I’d like to live my day working up to 30-48 hours everytime. I feel like I’d like to do more, but can’t.
I work on a fulltime regular job as an IT consultant. Well, I’m lucky I found a place where they won’t confine you to regular 8-5 or 9-6 jobs. Its more or less a responsibility based trust wherein you come to work and finish the tasks assigned to you. If you can’t do that, then you’re not fit for the job. Otherwise, all is well. 
I usually come to the office at around 9:30-10:30 in the morning. When I get to my desk, I hit the ‘localhost’ ASAP. I don’t intend to dilly dally with warming up to some good RSS feeds before hitting the codes. I have a set of sessions I routinely open upon boot. I have my Pidgin, my Skype, my Thunderbird, my Firefox browser, and the ever reliable gnome terminal. My lunch is usually set off to around 1:30 to 3:00pm because of elevator traffic (believe me, this is real.. I only learned about this with this new workplace).
I take quick restroom breaks, and nothing more (well, except for ‘brain drain’ times). And then I leave at around 6-6:30pm because, usually either I have to go do some errand or hit the freelancing at home.
I keep a whiteboard upfront my bed. This reminds me of my tasks at the very next second I open my eyes in the morning.
I list down all items here, and keep a brief list in my phone too (which serves as my planner now). Its a very hard thing to think about.. spending so much time in work rather than stopping by to smell the flowers. But, in the same way, I’m happier to feel that I will always be ready in the future for anything that might need attention and financial requirements. Thinking about working endlessly is bad and dangerous not only for one’s health but also to one’s immediate loved ones. more…