All of my teammates will soon be on a mac platform at work. The designer (me) stands alone with her Wintel machine.
I found my old Mac sitting in the boathouse. It did not get stolen along with the kiteboarding gear, Karsten's tricked out car and Andy's guitar. Perhaps it is time to resurrect system 7 and my Emigre fonts.
What does it say about someone who likes the idea of their job better than their actual job? Other jobs I've had I liked the actual job better than the idea of it. Which is better? Believe it or not, I'm leaning towards "the idea" of a good job is better.
I'd add examples but I need to go to bed.
If this is on your car, I'm sorry.
I saw these bumperstickers in the parking lot at work today.
"I haven't lost my mind -- I have it backed up on a server."
and
"My jack russell terrier is smarter than your honor student."
Have an online place where families can upload their baby product info and then be alerted if that item has been recalled. Great way to target advertisements for accessories or the next step item for a growing child.
Who wants to build it for me? ha ha.
I knew this whole time Andy was working at a cushy Dilbert job that the whole thing would come to an end. What was pure bliss for me was a good year or so of corporate hell for him. I loved the free time he (which translates to we) had, the benefits, no liability for his own company and employees, and don't forget the corporate job income. Yes, it has all come to an end.
But do not fear too much, my readers! We will not be begging for grains of rice on your doorstep. Andy starts a new job on Tuesday which means only one official day off between jobs.
Then why am I feeling so grouchy? I can probably blame a good portion of my low morale on the pregnancy and lack of sleep combo. But really I know what it is. I see the quality of my life decreasing. Not only is Andy starting a new job at a scrappy, young company but he is going to try and do his own start up on the side. He suggested I put Karsten in daycare one more day a week since he doesn't see himself helping out much around the house. (sniffle sniffle) Should I suck it up and try and get even more done without his help? Or should I let my standards of living (like clean laundry and groceries in the cupboard) slack? I really don't want Karsten in daycare any more than he already is...
