Normally, as I drive into work in the morning, I quickly go through the days events – before they happen – as – after seven years - my day has become predictable.
Or at least it was. Right now I am in transition mode. Performing the final duties of my old role, and also performing the beginning duties of my new role.
I carry two laptops - one for the old job, and one for the new.
I sit at two desks - one for the old job, and one for the new.
I answer to two bosses – one for the old job, and one for the new.
I carry a day-timer – a
I only have one
Everything I do is written into my
As a normal day easily fills a page, my day-timer is twice as crammed with additional notes, action items, and calendared events.
But change is good.
Change is good for your mind. It is great for your soul. Like a new chapter in the same story. The scenery changes and the characters are different. But the same story line prevails.
The role I am leaving has been with a project that has lasted fourteen years. I was on that team for exactly half that duration, the last seven years. And after seven years, I am still regarded as a “new guy”.
I wasn’t there when the contract was won.
I wasn’t there for the proto-type.
I wasn’t there for the go-live implementation.
You know, the ‘good old days’.
During my time I did help usher in new technologies, new methodologies, and I designed some very key aspects of the system as it evolved. And they have recognized that.
But I am still ‘the new guy’.
My new role is on a brand new project. We will be using brand new technology for a group we have never worked with. The fact that I am new to the group holds no bearing because I will be there as long as the project exists.
And I will look back on these upcoming events as ‘the good old days’.
At this time I am the only resource dedicated 100% to this new project, although I still have to spend 50% of my effort supporting the end of the old project.
So I truly am giving 150% percent at the moment.