February 2013

Friday.

So I’m sitting here in the kitchen with my husband as we enjoy our lunch hour together. He has taken a half day off from work; I am working my normal hours but I’m doing that from home, so I’ll hear him roaming around as I do my thing in the basement office.

After work today we are headed to the Big Apple for a weekend getaway; it’s our annual celebration of Earl’s birthday. This year we are going to see “Spiderman on Broadway”. We are also staying at a hotel other than the Hilton on Times Square, simply because we were in the mood for something different and a little less heavy on the budget. We opted to stay at The Edison Hotel. I hear it’s nice.

Though I just got back from a business trip last night, I’m excited about our weekend trip coming up. It should be a good time. Hopefully it’ll be somewhat relaxing. I’m also hoping that the weather will be cooperative.

The trip to Toronto with the VP of our group was quite productive. I was so energized by the meeting that when I got home last night I started writing code like a madman. I was able to bang out a few ideas in a relatively short amount of time, though apparently I was tired and not thinking clearly because there was one very simple script that I couldn’t get to work. When I looked at the script again this morning, I had it working within the first five minutes of my day. Sometimes one needs a good night’s sleep and a fresh outlook. I was able to accomplish both.

I am definitely a creature of structure and habit, even though I fancy myself as one that thinks impulsively. When taken outside of my comfort zone I am always looking for some sort of familiarity in my surroundings so I can reground myself. I found that for the most part during this trip to Toronto. The company we visited ran their operation along the same lines that we have at with our company, so it felt very familiar, but it was different enough to provide a good learning experience.

Learning experiences are always a good thing.

Change of Pace.

So I am sitting in a cafe at the Eastview Mall near Rochester eating lunch. I’m eating lunch kind of early; it’s 11:30 as I write this, but I’m rather hungry and the timing just worked for this little lunch adventure.

Normally I would opt to eat at Tom Wahl’s, my favorite fast food establishment in this area, but attitudes change when you’re trying to lead a healthier lifestyle, so I am eating at a place called Colie’s Cafe. My meal consists of a roasted vegetable soup and a Very Veggie wrap. The side is chips and salsa in lieu of fries. This cafe reminds me of Panera a little bit, though I like the food choices better.

I am going to be meeting some of my co-workers for the first time in a little while and I’m looking forward to that part of this adventure. It’s always good to meet people in person, especially when you work as part of a collaborative team. Electronic introductions, as much as people rely on them, are not a suitable replacement for an in person ‘hello’ and a friendly handshake.

Today is my husband’s birthday. We celebrated with a homemade supper last night (I made turkey meatloaf) and I gave him two of his presents. He’ll get another present today. Since I will be away on business tonight, this will be the first time that I haven’t spent his birthday with him. This distresses me a little bit, but at least I was able to wake up next to him this morning and hop out of bed in the wee hours to give him his birthday card and some husbandly affection. He said I shouldn’t worry about my absence, since we are movers and shakers.

Travel.

So late on Friday afternoon I found out that I was selected to go on another trip for work. This Wednesday I’ll be gone for one night on business. We are traveling to the outskirts of Toronto, where we will see another company using the software that I help support. I’m looking forward to the adventure. It’s a little stressful, having to be outside of my comfort zone and all that, but I think the positives far outweigh this little negative, so I’m good with it.

One thing that I’m stressing about is that I will be so close to Toronto but that it will be for such a brief amount of time (less than 24 hours). I haven’t been in Toronto in a couple of years. I look forward to the opportunity to visit for vacation like activities again. But not this trip.

Looking at our family calendar (which we share on all our electronic devices), there’s a lot of travel coming up. I fly to the outskirts of Dallas for a week in a few weeks, we are going to Disney, we are going to play with the other bears in Chicago in May, there’s a trip to North Carolina in the works and Earl and I are already planning our summer road trip, which will involve the likes of Wisconsin and Arkansas and all points in between.

I am a lucky man.

The thought of travel is helping me keep the winter blahs at a minimum. Just the thought of a change of pace is putting a little spring in my step. It’ll be nice when spring is actually here.

Breaks.

So I’m taking my Friday afternoon lunch hour a couple of hours later than usual. As I mentioned in a previous post, I have been in a training class all week. I have spent the better part of the last four days staring at a 14-inch laptop screen, trying to follow along with an instructor that is piped in via VoIP and then doing the exercises as indicated. The instructor seemed very nice and he knew his stuff, but he didn’t believe in stopping for a break. He took one 15 minute break the first day of the class and yesterday he took a seven minute break. Other than that, if there was a need for the latrine or something, you were on your own. One hoped that they didn’t miss any important information while they were answering the calls of nature.

I need to take a break every so often when I’m working. I even need to take a break from play sometime. Taking a break helps keep me focused. I did find my attention wandering a little at times during the class, but I would walk around within the length of my headset cord and look at something other than a computer screen for a few moments and find my focus again.

I still think breaks are really important, though. When I work at the office I join a couple of my co-workers and we do laps around the parking lot. It’s a good way to stretch the legs, get a little bit of exercise and to enjoy a few moments of fresh air. We go out in most weather conditions, though we tend to avoid the more drenching episodes of rain.

I’m going to go for a walk now and stretch my legs a bit. I hear it’s fairly nice out for these parts. I need to get a breath of fresh air.

Cherry Wine.

Let’s kick off Valentine’s Day with a happy song from the 80s. I have always loved the bass line in this track.

4001.

This is post 4001. I don’t think that I have ever commented on the number of posts I have posted in a post before, so I thought I would do it this time, because 4001 looks like a nifty number to me.

To celebrate my 4001th post (and 11 1/2 years of doing this blogging thing), we shall celebrate with a song. I consider it my theme song and it is best enjoyed in a 2011 Jeep Rubicon with the top off, my husband at my side, the Cub in the back seat and the sun shining down on us as we drive the Interstates together.

DJ Antoine
“This Time (Radio Edit)”
2006
Ultra Records

Training.

So today at work I began four days of training classes for the week. For five hours of each remaining work day this week, I sit in front of my laptop in the privacy of my home office and, along with nine other class participants, get guided through an overview of a multi-million dollar software package. Later this month and next month is when the real training takes place, with in-depth coursework designed to stimulate all sorts of neurons in my head.

The training was originally suppose to take place in exotic places such as Dallas, Texas and Rochester, New York, but the company discovered that it is cheaper to have everyone participate virtually and remotely, via the very technology that we provide to the masses. As a result of this epiphany, most of the travel plans were scrapped in favor of this telecommuting arrangement. I am still traveling to Dallas for a week in the beginning of March for some of this frivolity in person. That week will be the first time that I meet most of my peers face-to-face. I am looking forward to the experience.

I have to be honest and admit that this telecommuting way of learning is actually working well for me. Maybe I should have done this for most of my educational career. Sitting in front of my computer in the solitude of my office and not worrying about what other people around me are doing or wondering how my flight home is going to go is actually helping me stay focused. I don’t feel distracted, I feel energized. Forty years ago my kindergarten teacher identified me as a “loner” and I guess that’s one thing she got right. (We ignore her other assessment of me, in which she told my mother that I was learning disabled. She just didn’t get me as I didn’t really fit into the “no child is really any different than any other child”  mentality.)  I’ve taken lots of notes, I’ve shut down anything that could be distracting and I’m actually learning something. Just from this first class I have come up with several ways to integrate my software package into this platform that we’re developing. My inner geek is excited and I can’t wait to implement some ideas and learn more when we get into the more in depth classes later in the month.

I’m looking forward to the next session tomorrow.

Warmth.

So I woke up this morning at 5:30 after a solid night’s sleep. It’s a wonderful feeling, waking up fully refreshed and ready to go for the day when you’re suppose to feel that way. The day has gone very well thus far and I think it is because of the good night’s sleep I had last night.

After feeling all refreshed and wide awake I looked out the window and was reminded that it was still dark outside. It’s still winter. As I looked out onto the driveway, I could see the shiny evidence of the sleet and ice mixture that they had predicted; the pinging of ice pellets against the window confirmed this observation. And there was no sign of a sunrise.

I love the darkness in that I love the vibe of it, but physically my body craves sunlight. It craves the warmth of the sun and I haven’t been feeling that lately. I’ve been very chilled and I want to be warmed to the core of my soul. I don’t want to be sunburned, I just want to feel warm.

Over the last couple of weeks I have gotten in the habit of wearing two jackets simultaneously to work. I wear my “trailer park hoodie” (as I call it) and then I wear my Carhartt jacket over that. This helps with some of the warmth that I’m looking for. I only wear this combination to work; when we go out to dinner or something I wear my leather jacket and I always feel chilled in that. I should wear my motorcycle jacket, but I have been told that I look too intimidating in that when walking into a nicer restaurant. Now that I’m typing this paragraph, I’ve discovered that I am in the mood to go somewhere to wear that motorcycle jacket. I think I have a goal for this coming weekend.

I still feel chilled though. I’m looking forward to our vacation in March. Sunny Florida does wonders to chase the chill away, and this time I’ll have a head start with the work travel I’ll be doing in a couple of weeks.

I just need to find some warmth. Some sunlight would be wonderful. I don’t like labels, but that whole Seasonal Affectation Disorder thing, though I try very hard to fight it, sometimes comes in with a vengeance.

And it’s presence always comes with a chill.

Saturday.

So I’m sitting on the couch in our Great Room trying to write code for a project that I am working on. I usually sit in the rocking chair that Earl bought me years and years ago, but Tom has decided that he should use the rocking chair during this part of the day and he shall not be disturbed. There are some rules that are not meant to be broken. So I sit on the couch trying to get into the zone while he naps in my zone.

Saturday

I have no idea where the shirt I am wearing came from. It’s a nice shirt and it’s the right size but I don’t ever recall being given an IBM shirt. I was given quite a few Apple shirts a few months ago, and I love them a lot, but I don’t know if this shirt was part of that lot or not. It’s quite comfortable regardless of how I got it and that’s what’s important.

To celebrate the snowstorm that accompanied hysterics of historic proportions, I grilled pork chops on the grill outside on the patio for lunch today. The members of my family found them to be quite delicious and cooking out in the snow as something I hadn’t done in a long, long while. I’m glad I took the effort to unbury the grill, shovel off the patio and spend some time outside. It has done wonders for my psyche. There is no replacement for being out in the sunshine, no matter how much Vitamin D one takes during this time of the year to combat Seasonal Affectation Disorder.

I’m really looking forward to our trip to Florida next month.

Earl is sitting in the kitchen working on our 2012 taxes. It is best to leave him be during this type of exercise because he’s really good at the financial workings of our home. Our financial approach is simple: I ask how much, he tells me, I ask which account, he tells me and then I push buttons on the ATM machine. That has worked for us for years and I really have no complaints with that. Since we live relatively debt-free (aside from the house and the Jeep) I can’t complain. If the answer is “no”, the answer is “no” and that is something that I can live with. I would rather live debt-free than get back into the ways of credit card debt that I had back in the 1990s (B.E. or ‘before Earl’). No one ever believes me when I say this, but I could easily adjust my standard of living accordingly if we ever had to. As long as I’m with people that I love and have the basics, I’m a happy guy.

Tom has readjusted himself in my chair in an effort to get as much fur as possible to every corner of the cushion. Everyone gives what they can.

I have been taking quite a few photos with my iPhone today and I plan on doing the same tonight. People probably find my random photos boring but I don’t care, I’m not out to impress anyone. I just like sharing slices of life where I can.

Interruption.

I was less than a half mile from the house when my Spidey powers kicked in. I felt a disturbance in The Force. My ying was not quite in tune with my yang. Something felt off and because of this a disconcerting feeling fell over me.

I grabbed at the chest area that was obscured by my two layers of winter jackets. I felt my work badge right where it was suppose to be, so that wasn’t it. I looked over on the passenger seat. PopChips? Check. Work MacBook Pro? Check. Lunch Pail? Check.

It wasn’t until I was on the Thruway several minutes later that it dawned on me. Like the sun that was rising in the east at the time, the realization came over me, followed by a brief moment of panic, which was quickly replaced by a feeling of emptiness. Helplessness. Incompleteness.

I had forgotten my iPad.

What on Earth was I to do during my work lunch hour with my iPad? I couldn’t read. My books are all on my iPad (I’m currently reading Emily Post’s “Etiquette”). I couldn’t play a game because my games are on my iPad. And I surely couldn’t listen to the radio during my lunch hour because I needed my iPad to interact with the hose.

I. Needed. My. iPad.

Turning around to go get my iPad was inconceivable. Since I was on the Thruway, the exits are spaced many miles apart. This helps keep travelers away from the native population, lest their money mingle into the local economy as the traveler pollutes the area with his exhaust fumes. The next interchange was nearly 15 miles away and by the time I turned around and went home it’d be lunch time, so that wasn’t an option.

Forlorn, I moved on, though I had reconciled my feeling of emptiness, it never quite left me.

Never to be deterred, I did what any self-respecting geek would do. All was not lost in a pit of blackness for I still had my iPhone. My nice little iPhone 5 with similar powers to my iPad was as snug as a bug in a rug in my pocket and it would serve me well during my lunch hour. When lunch time came around, I simply paired the Bluetooth keyboard that is always present in my Jeep with my iPhone and I sat down, PopChips and an unsweetened iced tea in hand and I typed a blog entry.

And here it is.