Its sunday and as it turns out, weather is great! Its been beautiful here in Union City last 3 days or so after some hot days. My mom-in-law lives out in Sacramento and its been really warm there. Spent the morning running around with my daughter and made the mistake of taking her to an Office Max store. She seems to truly love looking at different pens, pencils, paper. So after I got my stuff, we spent some time looking at all the different types of paper, coloring pens and crayons. Perhaps the situation is reversed when I take her to Fry’s because I tend to wander around there looking at plugs, cables, networking gear, systems, memory, disk drives, motherboards. She just patiently follows me. She does ask a few questions pertinent for an 8 year old in a computer shop. She’s inordinately curious about the “how and why” things so computers with their so called “intelligence” all coming down to sets of mysterious components interest her. Hopefully she decides to move to a different drummer later on when its career time for her. I sometimes would not wish a career in services, IT, management or other affiliated things given the “Duh” factor of some executives I’ve managed to come across.
That brings me to the day to go part of things. Tomorrow is the back to work day. Its gonna be an interesting day I would say. Perhaps a day which will frame how other days go where I work. I truly like working each day and I’ve gotten used to going “to a place” rather than just going downstairs or 3 feet from my bed to my desktop. I’ve done my fair share of contemplation and pondering about things around how long I want to continue working in technology of late. I can see at some discrete point the wanderlust taking control again. I’m old but I want something else to end my work days with. Perhaps a thing which takes me outside to work again.
I think everyone considers change around work. People need change. I’ve noted this before, but an anthropologist buddy of mine once remarked “there is nothing so constant as change”. I think that stretches to the other advice he gave me “know where you are and what you are doing”. When you lose one, the other makes less sense.
Sometimes the wanderlust grabs me hard and I kinda choke seeing the hills around here with green trees, walking paths. Reminds me of other days and other places. I can almost drift off some days to walking up 7000 feet in elevation around the Eldorado National Forest and seeing places where I honestly think no person had been. Lots of bears and a mountain lion or two. No people.
But until that fabled tomorrow gets here, I’m on board for work. On board and commited. Ready to go. But tomorrow may have its one reality and it may be one that I enforce instead of having it doled out to me.
