Second Week
Aria
The second week of work was harder than the first.
Not in a bad way. In the way that things get harder when they stop being new and start being real — when the excitement of beginning gives way to the actual substance of what you’ve taken on, and you have to meet it with something more sustained than enthusiasm.
Rachel put me in front of a board subcommittee on Wednesday.
Not to present — to observe, she said, just sit and watch how this particular room worked. I sat in the back with a legal pad and watched seven people debate a policy recommendation that affected corporate disclosure requirements for a significant portion of Minnesota’s mid-sized businesses.
I filled four pages of notes.
Some of them were observations about the meeting itself. Most of them were que
