After a few weeks of talking about it, I took advantage of the girls being out of town to redo Michele’s side of the office.
I surprised her with it today when we got home from the airport. Happily, she loved it.
After a few weeks of talking about it, I took advantage of the girls being out of town to redo Michele’s side of the office.
I surprised her with it today when we got home from the airport. Happily, she loved it.
In life you need to be careful that you understand the price of things.
Work has been keeping me exceedingly busy these days. It’s been a slow but gradually ramp up of things to do, but now I find myself completely out of juice when I get home. There’s lots to do and I power up at the office to get things done, but the to-do list never seems to get any smaller. When I do clear out some space by finishiing something it invariably is replaced with a stack twice as high.
I’m not complaining. With my personality, I crave the challenge and power of this kind of job, but it does have it’s price.
At home, I focus on the girls, the one I married and the two I helped make. They really don’t care about my title or job or the latest project, they just want me to do the daddy thing and pay attention to them. Even when I think I’m out of juice, I crank up the reserves and try to get the job done.
Once they go to sleep, I have the brief time when I’m free. Stacks of crap surround my desk. A site redesign sketch lays untouched for months. Multiple projects await my attention. Rants that course though my brain on the daily commute don’t get written. Even the escape of video games loses it’s allure.
Not that I’m sad, but I notice that I’ve hunkered down. Scaling down life to the bare essentials: family, work, and a brief decompress. The world passes me by. Emails go unreturned. Phone calls don’t get made. Friends grow.
So the cost of success appears to be losing track of many things. Today I realized that my best friend lost 100 pounds and I had no fucking clue. What the fuck? I mean I know I’m not good about keeping in touch with people. That’s where Michele backstops me. But I mean really how can I miss out on something like that and it catch me unaware?
Everything in life has a cost, it just sucks that you don’t always realize the price until you’ve paid it.
The best thing about being at home when the girls are gone is not showering or shaving until I offend myself with my personal aroma. It reminds me of bachelorhood…
A while ago I saw a post about Picopad on the Lifehacker site. I often run into situations where I want to write something down and don’t have anything to use. Sometimes at lunch I end up writing notes on scraps of magazines and any other paper I can find.
The Picopad promised to give me a pen and a pad that fit in my wallet. I had to give it a try.
On my way to work, I recently noticed that McDonald’s was advertising that they had a full coffee bar going. I’m not a coffee snob, so I decided to check it out one morning.
We had a little Halloween get-together at Cruft Manor tonight. Besides the normal events, I tried a few new things.
Exactly one year ago, I bet Phil Torrone, one of the Make guys, that the term ‘podcast’ woudl be gone in a year.
This morning I opened the local paper and this is what I saw.
At work, I’ve been describing the recent Apple/Disney deal on providing TV content for the iPod as “crossing the Rubicon” because of how I feel that it changes everything to television not just for Disney, but for the entire industry.
Most bloggers about the deal say ‘meh’ about the Apple/Disney combo deriding the fact that it doesn’t address every single concern about downloadable media.
However, Mark Cuban gets it. In a clear way, he describes how this is truly a turning point in the business of entertainment.
My job just got a lot more interesting.