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Waking on the numbers

I woke this morning at 4:44. I love doing that! Of course, we are limited to 5 (technically 10) opportunites to wake when the digital clock reads all the same numbers. The day I wake to 6:66 I’m hiding under the covers! (And yes, I know, I really should be more concerned about waking at 6:16)

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Frustrating but nice

I love my children. Evan’s "DadaA! hahaha"s are particularly nice. But the responsibilities of adulthood are often fraught with conflict. I have a phone interview in an hour and 15 minutes. I desperately wanted to get an introductory email to the company but have been unable to compose it. I wanted to take the two hours prior to the phone call to calm myself, review my resume, and prepare. Cathy is not feeling well this morning so instead of preparing myself, I am doing the right thing and letting her rest while I watch the children. Honestly, I do not need to prepare for an interview but my wife needs to feel better.

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I’ll gladly pay you on Tuesday

Working for yourself has a few challenges such as having a client run off sans large payment, another client on the slow to pay, a hellish project running behind schedule, and simultaneously have the scheduled child support check moved to the end of the month. There’s today’s TMI. This is why you are supposed to keep 6 months of income in your bank account when working for yourself.

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Is it Spring yet?

Thus far, in the past 2 days, we’ve moved roughly 160 gallons of stuff (mostly clothing) to Goodwill. And removed every VHS movie that wasn’t homemade from this house (with minor exceptions – The Wall, Diablo Follies, …). Whoopie!

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How to make Dad feel bad.

Amy is very weepy today. She cried twice at school, and talked about missing Lucy. We suspect "Missing Lucy" means "I feel sad and can’t express why" or something akin to that. I feel helpless. I do not feel that I am meeting the basic needs of my family. I can hear my wife’s voice in my head, "Don’t make this about you" but I cannot helping feeling like the root cause of the problem.

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Ill logic

Sometimes I feel less like a programmer (or am I a developer?)

  • Developers have some knowledge of the domain and the business
  • Developers care about maintenance burden
  • Developers know that work methods are more important than technical chops
  • Programmers try to solve every problem by coding
  • Developers seek repeatability, programmers like one-off heroics
  • Programmers like complexity, developers favor simplicity
  • Developers care about users
  • Developers like to satisfy a need, programmers like to finish
  • Developers work, programmers play

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Well, right now I could go either way. Mostly if I can’t get over this technical hurdle I’m going to go nuts and beg for a phone support job. By his definitions, usually I am a developer.