
This continues to provide me endless amusement plus nourishment.

This one not so much.
I have learned “overwatering looks exactly like underwatering.”
A juggling technophile shares personal stories, challenges, humor and perhaps some political commentary.
Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.

This continues to provide me endless amusement plus nourishment.

This one not so much.
I have learned “overwatering looks exactly like underwatering.”
What shall I do?
Best get on it!

For this day of my vacation, I shall be glued to the computer…working.
I am tired. I am cold. And I don’t want to sit at this computer anymore. Working through my vacations bytes. One day, I want a real vacation…one where I can step away from work.
2018 begins with me in the freezing basement wrapped in 3 layers and a blanket draped over my head programming for clients. Even though I am on vacation, my regular job duties also call. I may have to go into the office for those. I have committed myself to completing some home projects too which I piddle at when I need to move from the computer for a few. I suspect most of 2018 will be like this.
This has been such an eventful year. Perhaps I will do a closeout post but for now, on this Sunday, this last day of 2017, I find myself with client work to complete as well as work for my employer. Hopefully, I can slip in some housework too.
I awoke in a panic this morning at 7am because I’d overslept and promised Amy I would drive her to school. I lay in bed just wishing it wasn’t Friday. I went over all the things I had to do at work today and recognized that Saturday would have to wait…for a few more minutes when I finally rose from bed to hurriedly get dressed. Finally I looked at my phone to see that it claimed today was Saturday. I didn’t believe the phone. I stood in dazed confusion trying to reconcile my belief that today was Friday with the information on the phone claiming otherwise. Eventually I came to the conclusion that a good cup of coffee would bring clarity to this befuddlement so I began my day…my Saturday…at 7:04am.
What did I begin the day doing? Hot glue!
You know you are in for an interesting day when your waking thought is, "Oh right, I’m on the wrong f&*king planet."
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This morning I saw a man walking through the park. I had just arrived for my busy day to begin. The man wore high leather boots, pants wrapped in a red velvet kilt, his shirt with large gold buttons was adorned with medals, and his head was topped with a beret. He looked like he had walked off the set of an Eastern European military period play.
I chose to follow him into the skate park to inquire about his attire. I thought of several non-offensive I’ve breaks such as “you look like someone I’d like to know” but none seemed appropriate and the direct “why are you dressed that way” would be wrong and out of line. He playfully jumped a wall then sat to smoke his cigarette. I opted to leave him in his peace and solitude. A new friend unmet. A mystery unsolved.
Think less about the things;
Do more of the things.
I am on borrowed time today. I have critical deadlines in multiple areas. So? My subscription for a development tool isn’t working and customer service isn’t available for another half hour. Ugh, there was more but my mind just went blank. Stress is high but I will not let it get to me. Today will be light and fun and full of success despite any obstacles thrown at me. Online banking giving 500 error. Subscription for my primary development tool reporting expired despite receipt of renewal. Nothing is working!
Cannot even get my bluetooth headset to stay connected to the computer. I need to walk away from tech today but I need to be on tech today.
I awoke this morning thinking “I need a new ink color” which led to “I need a new fountain pen!”
(I don’t really need either)
I have all the parts to build my new keyboard. I am on a pseudo-vacation this week. Building and programming the keyboard was one of my intended projects. At the airport, my 12-year-old son asked me not to build it because he wants to help. You can darn well bet that putting that keyboard together can wait a couple more weeks!