Back to School

I went back to work this week, and I’m happy to be back. I started on Monday and it’s been a pretty low-key week, so far. I expect it will pick up at some point, but right now I’ve had the luxury of trying to get up to speed without a million things coming at me. Lucy’s starting to fall into a nice rhythm too. Before bed I get hers and Grendel’s food ready, Grendel’s seaweed glucosamine snack, and fresh water out. In the morning, Todd gets up and takes her out while I get Grendel out and fed and then I run to work. I take care of both of them when I get home until Todd comes home. Lucy’s getting better every day. She’s been a little troublesome in the crate over the last couple of days and I suspect it’s because of the stress of change so we loaded her up with a nice bully stick and she’s a little better. She was great on the walk last night, so I think she’s getting better still.

Mark spent some time here last weekend and it was good to see him. He was here for Microsoft Gamefest, a conference designed for game studios to learn best practices around submission of their games to MS. He’s been at it a couple of times and came for the networking opportunity and for fun. We got some tasty eats at the Kingfish Café before he left, and Saturday night we took him to the Palace Kitchen.

Sometime over the last couple of weeks we’ve had an infestation of spiders here in Seattle, and I had a nasty bite on my arm that finally cleared up this week. Oddly enough though, I have a bite on the back of my leg. It’s been there since the end of July and is getting larger, so I’m heading to the doctor tomorrow. It’s a couple of inches large and looks frighteningly like a bulls eye, the hallmark of lyme disease. But I don’t have any of the other symptoms so I’m hoping it’s just a nasty spider bite that never cleared up!

Going Back...

Well, the date's picked - and I'm going back to work. After taking a little more than a month off, I'm ready to go back to the (an) office and get back into a regular routine. I've loved having the time off and I spent a lot of time baking, cooking, and taking care of those little things I had not done for a while. But at the same time, I'd started to feel aimless, spending the day cooking randomly and snacking, not playing as much tennis as I wanted to, and showering intermittently! It's time to get back to making some cash, enjoying the challenges of work, and learning to budget time in our regular lives for those little things I've spent a month doing.
Yes, I'm going back to Redmond. But I'm going back on my terms, and with a long-term plan.

It's Been a Week Already?

Seems like I just arrived.

I'm still running into tons of folks - at this rate I will have seen all of my friends here without effort.
- Bill and Tuesday, the couple for whom Tanarra and I built a wedding cake in May. I'll be spending Christmas with the newlyweds. Ran into them while eating dinner nearby.
- Steve Schmitt, the guitarist and self-anointed brain surgeon of the Diminished Men, Tyler's former band. Saw him while shopping for olive oil. Check out their stuff: http://www.diminishedmen.com!
- Erica Brewer, the newly-minted fiancee of Peter Johansen - a childhood friend of Tyler's. She's a classy violinist in the area and has plenty of upcoming shows: http://www.thebellatrio.com/erica. She was on her way to the grocery store, I was out for a walk.

I did make an effort to spend Friday evening in the company of some great bakers, Bennie and Emma, without whom I would be in a lonely island of sugar and butter. We ate lots of tasty food at the Black Bottle and caught up on the last year.

Work is...just work. There's something strange about working in a team that is made up entirely of contractors. None of us has enough information to be dangerous - so there's little incentive to take a project and run with it. I'm working on a project that has well over a hundred other people working on it - and at the end of the day all I am is a little cog. Where that would have driven me crazy in the past, I'm quite happy to surrender the reigns on this one. It doesn't mean I won't do my best, but it does mean that in the end there's a very clear line of ownership and I simply don't count in the grand scheme of it. So when someone tells me it's time to go home, I go. I don't sweat it, there's plenty of work tomorrow. That is different.

Another notable change is the makeup of the office. I walked in and it was instantly noticeable. I walked down the hall and heads came out of the office, whispering, 'a girl, did you see that? another girl!' I mean, it wasn't quite that silly, but there's a meat market quality to working in this industry, especially when the ratio is still 8:1. Gotta start flexing those eyelash batting muscles!