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Gratefulness & The End of A Career & Pens

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I didn’t write much here in the last days of my employment as an IT person, but my old career had a pretty nice denouement, with much hoopla and lunches and things. My boss and grandboss were gracious about the whole thing; they were sincerely happy that I was following my heart. (OK so that […]

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Out of Hibernation into the Middle of Winter

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So walking the walk seems to have worked; getting back to work, getting out and seeing people, it all seems to have upped the motivation factor significantly. There’s still some lost lamb business going on in my consciousness but I don’t feel like I can blame it all on fear and depression right now. I […]

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What I Wanted to Be

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This is an entry for Genie’s Living Out Loud project. You may remember Genie from me posting about her giving birth earlier this month. She is the happy mama of a baby boy now and I can’t wait to meet him. Given that I’m currently reading a book about how your own self-justification can screw […]

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What I Do aka “Getting Software Requirements Right”

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I was faced once again last week with trying to explain to someone what it is I do all day at my job. I mean, I can explain it in real terms with details and what-not. But usually people start looking for an excuse to escape within 3 seconds if I do that. Or I […]

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Nothing’s Ever Easy

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I ran into my boss’ boss in line at lunch yesterday. We had the following exchange: Grandboss: Nothing’s ever easy. Me: Some things are easy! GB: Name something. Me: Um… scrambling an egg. GB: Hrm… Me: Wait, I forgot to think about how the egg got to me in the first place. Never mind. GB: […]

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To Do List Foibles

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Have you ever had a blocking item on your to-do list? An item that seems so big that you don’t want to start it or can’t envision starting it, or an item so overdue that you feel shame when you think about it? And then the net result is that you don’t want to look […]

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Who Knows Where the Time Goes?

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Yeah, it’s a classic song, and if you don’t know it, just read. I am particularly fond of the Judy Collins version. But this post is about thinking about how I spend my time, since sometimes it seems like I don’t understand why I don’t have time for the things I enjoy. I was looking […]

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HALLELUJAH! Finals are over.

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And lo there was a rejoicing!! Our rude professor is now merely a figment of our memories! And, supposedly, I have learned the things I need to know about the various systems of the body. So to celebrate, I went to the Staples. And bought fountain pen refills. For the Parker Vector I found abandoned, […]

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Work, music… the same old stuff.

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I have just had a very intense work day/week. I keep reminding myself that it’s not giving me the dreads, like I have had before with jobs, the kind where you wake up and want to roll over and smoke a cigarette. (Yes, that is gross; it was not a great time in my life, […]

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