Riposte? What is that French? Am I supposed to speak french now? ahhhhh! Non. I refuse. I don't remember that rule. Now we got rules...great. Seems like we weren't supposed to blog about work either...but Byrne seems to bend that rule.
Lets talk about work. The hardest thing is dressing myself in the morning. After 21 years of military life and the utilitarian uniform which I was proud to wear, now I find myself staring at closet and scratching my head each morning. What should I wear? Khaki's or dockers. Should I tuck my shirt in or wear it out? Why are these pants so tight!
After much criticism from my wife for being a casual Jeans and T-shirt guy for so many years, I find myself trying to dress better, but its very difficult to cleanup this farm boy. I find myself wishing for a fashion makeover. Then there is my local dry cleaners who seem very adept at shrinking all my shirts so small I can barely squeeze into them.
My Commute is a blessing...decreased by third of what I was driving this last year. I thank God every day my commute is so short! about thirty minutes both ways. Sometimes I even have time to stop for coffee.
Ah, sweet Coffee! the elixir of life, nectar of the gods...I'm definitely not a gourmet when it comes to coffee. I will drink anything 7-11, MacDonalds, Starbucks or Bobs Swill....Just give me caffeine.
Returning to work has been surreal. Like the prodigal son returning. Everyone has been very nice and welcomed me back into the family. I really enjoy Illustrating and doing graphics, I try to do a good job...I find the work very satisfying at the end of the day I can look back and say...I did that. Me.
PS unable to load pictures...will fix tommorow
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