This little corner of my website is where I collect things from the everyday goings-on in my life. It’s a chronicle, exhibit, and junk-drawer all at once. I have not had a social media profile in quite a few years now, so this part of my website fills a similiar purpose to what those places did for me in years past.
I spent all morning writing about some of the programming that I did last week. It was great to collect my thoughts, but all I have to show for it is a jumbled mess of words at this point. It’s going to take quite a bit more work to get it to a point where I’d want to put my name on it.
Writing is hard.
It’s 4:30 in the morning and I’m cooking some salmon to have with lunch before the day gets hot.
It’s about time I get out for one of my walks since coming home, and this heat makes me want to immediately go back inside.
I am finally feeling better this morning, more like myself, and I feel like I can finally let everything that happened on this last trip sink in. There’s a bit of nervousness about the future, but there is also a lot of hope and excitement too.
The 2 a.m. wake-up… this is where the jet lag always gets me.
It’s been a busy first day back so far. I’m already feeling ready for bed, and it’s only 1 p.m.!
I am not quite ready to be heading back to Missouri yet.
Quiet mornings are always lovely, wherever I am.
Connecting with old friends while far away. I am not sure why I am able to be much more social when away from home.
After a jet-lag-induced slow morning, I’m finally out for a walk around the city. When was here in the past, I’d not spent much time in this part of the city, but since my last trip here I feel like I’ve gotten to know this neighborhood a little bit.
There’s a franticness to leaving home this time that usually isn’t present for me when I travel. There has got to be something that I’m forgetting.
Sometimes I do get nostalgic for things, but you know what…? Old software is just as buggy and unusable as all of these here-today-gone-tomorrow web apps.
Like a college student outfitting their dorm room, I pulled two chairs out of someone’s trash tonight while on my walk and carried them all the way home.
I am starting to understand that, at the moment, my most urgent tasks are doing things that give me more space to think or provide me room to be intentional.
I took eight bags of clothes to the thrift store this evening… eight bags.
The house is starting to fill up with small piles of things to pack… cords, books, gifts, clothes, etc. Travel is looming, and I am excited.
I went on a side quest last week and didn’t work on my website very much. But now I’m ready to pick things back up and get things in order for my upcoming trip next week. Lately, I’ve had so much fun making software for myself, or for just me and anoter. It’s been soul-cleansing after six years in the corporate software world.
I am apparently at the age where the bodies of me and everyone I know around the same age are starting to show serious signs of wear.
It’s just sort of sinking in that today is the first Father’s Day since the divorce.
I’ve really worked on a lot of small, personal projects… which has been great! I have, however, put little time into anything that would support my livelihood.