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Six A.M.

No, that isn't the time I have to get up. I've been getting up at 6:10 or so for the last month and bit.

No, 6 A.M. is the time I have to be at work by for the month of February.

So that means tomorrow morning I have to be at work at least 10 minutes before I used to get up.

I'm not going to try to do as much in the morning as I did when I got up at 6. But I figure I have to get up by 5 A.M. Maybe earlier if that doesn't give me enough time. Which means I should try to go to sleep soon.

I just hope I don't have the same amount of trouble going to sleep that I've been having for the last few weeks.

The good news is that I may not feel as stressed about the workload. Right now I wind up trying to clean up everything that is left over towards the end of the day due to my work-partner not doing as much work. He means well, I think. He just isn't very fast at things. But now instead of it being me who has to beg for help towards the end of the day, it will be him.

Of course, I may wind up having more to clean up left over in the morning. Oh well. We talked about making sure he only has the easier stuff to work on. At some point I'm supposed to have half the day free to do development work.

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