Had a good weekend this time around. Bunch of folks up at camp, couple hundred beers drank, many lawn games played, and yes, the return of beer die to my life. All that seems like a long time ago though, as I sit in my office staring at my (2) monitors and seemingly endless lines of error-ridden code. Last time I try to do anything difficult on a Friday before a weekend up at camp.
Anyhoo, today was the first day for the gf at her new job. I'm sure she's doing fine, as she's much more friendly than myself. In a way, I'm envious of her. I remember my first days at work, and the excitement and worry that came with them. I've been doing my job for 5 years now, and there are very few days that I get either excited or worried. (Unless, of course, our fearless (fearful?) leader in the White House decides to cut funding for our programs again.)
Which leads me to a discussion I had this weekend with a couple friends who are in the midst of trying to figure out what they're going to do for a career. I'm fortunate in a way, as my career is kind of happening while I try figure out what I want to do when I grow up. I am constantly amazed by the previous generation, and their ability to do the same things for their entire lives. My father has worked the same job for 30 plus years, and has neved talked about the boredom that I feel some days.
forecast for tonight: As apparently a tornado hit the house while we were gone, tonight is going to be a night full of cleaning. Wahoo.
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