morningtime

The only real benefit to a 9am start time at work is witnessing first hand the magical wonder of the pre-noon world.



Really, besides the dew on the leaves and the spiders in the corners, I enjoy the false justification for my increased coffee intake. I bring coffee with me from home, and with the 80 degree temps we've had lately, have an iced coffee break in the afternoon. There's a Dunkin' Donuts right across the street, and a few coffee spots within range. What gets me to work every morning (I kid, I kid...because I love) is the impending delivery of my new workstation. Due to great timing and the understanding nature of my new employer, there was an order placed for a shiny new Mac last week. Well, a shiny refurbished Mac, but I'm a firm believer in the dollar-stretching power of refurbishment, and it's a refurbished G5 quad, so, pretty much, I can't wait. The current G4 is capable, but pokey.



Almost as exciting as the speed boost (ummm, like, eleventy-thousand percent, let's say?) is the new flatscreen monitor, which will increase available desktop space by at least 80%. Seriously. I will also be able to view a 2-page spread at 100%. I know at least a few of you understand how exciting that is.