Another rainy Sunday.

Thank goodness. It's been raining since about 2pm.

I went to the Modern Art Museum of Fort Worth today. It was wonderful. An experience second only to the de Pont museum in Tilburg, NL. Large, open rooms with light wood floors, white walls, poured concrete outer walls left unfinished, walls of glass. Beautiful space.

The architectural Y accent is the museum's symbol:

























The museum, empty, would be worth a visit. Though, it is filled with good things. Approachable pieces. Like this one:















I did some Christmas shopping in the museum shop (good stuff!) and became a member of the museum as I intend to return a number of times before I leave DFW. I decided against having lunch in their renowned cafe. I have grown tired of eating out alone. I'll bring someone with me on my next visit. With my membership, I can get them in free; if my company isn't enticing enough, maybe free admission will be.

After the museum I headed back to the hotel. Reading, blog entry, tidying - I don't feel the the day to have been wasted.

Things at work are more stressful than normal; the set up of the legal department is is going to change completely in the next two weeks. I am pleased with this - both for the change in and of itself and because it will bring more accountability to the individual members of the staff. This can only be a good thing.

Though, sadly, my team is being disbanded. Half are being integrated into the regular teams tomorrow and the other half, with myself, will wait it out for week or two. The boss says he thinks I'll join a regular team. At first, I confess, I was alarmed at the thought of joining a regular team. The more I thought on it, the more appealing it became - a regular portfolio of files to work, normal borrower interaction, not being responsible for the workings of a team - working the way I did in Atlanta: keeping my nose down, working hard, personal interaction at a minimum.

That said, I do think I am a decent lead. My team respects me and looks out for me - if I were a terrible manager, I would be left to hang myself. I count myself extremely fortunate to have been placed within such a group of folks.