I got maybe three hours of sleep last night. Not sure why — just couldn’t get to sleep. Now I’m positively wiped. Big shocker there.
A few things are going really well at work, while others are not moving along as quickly as I would like. Only so many hours in a day when you don’t live an breathe your job!
On the subject of work, have I gushed lately about what a great gig this actually is? Probably not. I’ve been feeling kind of guilty about it, actually, because so many people I care about are either (a) jobless; or (b) miserably employed. But not me. My life is actually pretty darn good. Tired, but good. I have a house full of tasty food and foul foul beasts (a.k.a. cats). I’m not really saving much money, but I have enough to live comfortably for now. Sure, I want to buy a house, but it can wait a few years. I feel more confident at work now, and it shows in the opinions I keep spouting off to anyone who will listen. The odd part? They actually do listen. It’s extraordinary. Like, someone will say, “Oh, no one will want that feature.” And I’ll overhear this — it’s not directed at me — and butt right in. “I disagree. I mean, it’s not the sexiest feature in the world, but it would give us an advantage in these market segments: blah blah blah.” And if the party in question disagrees, s/he will tell me why, and I can counter with why I think “x is so important.” It goes on like that. No agendas, just “what do you think about this?” And not just “what does b think about this?” But “what do all of us think about this?” Whatever “this” is. I think that’s my favorite part of this whole gig.
That, and the snacks are primo.