This is the first unpleasant symptom of no job - I still have my blackberry, but it's been cut off. A few times an hour I still flick it to see what emails I have. Nothing, of course. Nothing to rail against, or yell about, or laugh incredulously at. If nothing else, this shows me that I am now outcast, unclean, not worthy.
But, once a project manager, always a project manager. So I now have a project plan for my 'free' time. A very detailed plan, with milestones, critical paths identified (oddly, it's me every time ;-) ), and contingencies. And I will have a daily standup with myself to ensure I meet my targets and identify blocking issues early.
My god I'm indoctrinated.
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