*blows a bit of dust off the writing implement at hand*
Yes, this is still here. Wow, have things changed since then, though.
So much so that I don't even know where to start. So if you're reading this, drop me a comment. Let me know what you'd like to know.
If I can be forgiven for quoting an old flame, "Hold on to nothing / As fast as you can / Well, still, pretty good year."
The solar circumnavigation just complete was replete with all sorts of interesting things. Just a few highlights:
I was privileged with the opportunity to visit several new places: the Hoh Rainforest, Rialto Beach and Forks, WA; Cannon Beach, Oregon; and Las Vegas, NV.
I was reminded-painfully- that when preparing to jump over something, it is advisable to verify that the drop on the landing side is concomitant with the take-off on the departing side. Otherwise, the impact does unpleasant things to the bones in your feet.
I finally managed to figure out how to feel and talk about emotions, and have become a much better communicator.
I've had my taste in food shift fairly drastically. Between that and managing to exercise more, I'm now almost back to what I weighed during my hockey-playing days. As of this morning, I was down exactly forty pounds from my noted high of 207.5.
I started running, and ran my first 5k.
I've been honoured and blessed to have my eldest daughter back in my life. Катюша, я тебя люблю, и всегда, вне зависимости от ситуации или расстояние между нами.
I met someone new and fell very much in love. Not to be remiss in other relationships, I continue to fall more in love with my best-beloved of fifteen years every day. Love shared is really feeling more exponential than merely multiplied these days.
Highlight of the day: getting email from a Russian recruiter trying to fill a contract position in Seattle. I drafted a probably overly formal, but polite enough response in Russian noting that since the key thing they were looking is experience with a load-testing framework I haven't touched in five or six years and didn't particularly like then, I probably wasn't the best candidate for the role; and additionally that I'm reasonably satisfied doing the internationalization/localization work that I get to do now, which happens to let me do things like learn bits of languages and keep the ones I have at least somewhat functional.
Apparently I pass at both polite and somewhat functional, as I got a nice response back wishing me well and so on, and if I happened to trip across anyone who would fit their openings would I think kindly enough of them to pass the contact information along.
So, do any of my Seattle area software testing folk have experience with LoadRunner and interest in doing a contract gig involving scripting lots of load-testing automation? You don't need to respond to the recruiter in Russian- her English, as evidenced in the initial email, is exemplary.
Wow! On my annual performance review, in the Initiative and Drive for Results category, I got a 4.5 rating (of a possible 5- '5' ratings require approval of the Board of Directors, so this amounts to something like 'God-like'). Did pretty solidly almost everywhere else to boot.
And I'm still paid almost $14k a year less than I was at my previous job. Almost four years ago. On the positive side, at least this company has a solid future and my stock options should actually be worth something more than I'd pay for them when the company goes public (which is on the horizon).
Ever pick up the phone to call/text someone and have it ring or a message from that person arrive while you're in the act of doing so?
How often does this happen to you?
How regularly would it have to happen for you to find it strange and/or more than merely incidentally synchronistic?
I know, I know, weird question. Humour me, will you? I'll explain why in the near future after seeing how a number of you answer.
Ok, so it has been a while. Again. Deal. Or don't, but if that's the case, why are you still reading this?
Life is good. Unlike so many of the posts in this journal over the lifespan of its existence, for the most part I'm actively and assertively happy, emotionally and (mostly) physically healthy. Still love the place I work and for the most part, what I get to do, even if there are the little bits here and there which make me slightly crazier than usual. I have the slight suspicion that I'm managing to surround myself with people who are at least a little above my station, but find that they mirror the same perception about me- which probably just works out to being determined not to take others for granted, which is a decidedly good thing.
What an amazing- and entirely PG rated at worst- evening. Tomorrow, hockey. We'll see if I'm up to playing pickup on Sunday evening.