August 2nd, 2006



The county fair is in town, and we spent our evening there at a terrible singing "talent" contest, where most of the participants couldn't even hold the right notes for the songs. It was... sad. But our neighbor ended with a very Styxian medley and it was okay. I did get fair food for dinner, which wasn't quite as good as I'd hoped it would be, but so it is. Jet did get to pet the farm animals in the petting zoo, and he washed his hands quite thoroughly after.

The rain started as soon as the singing finished, and we dashed into the show hall to use the restrooms in there. Then we wandered about the hall for a bit, peering at everything. From there we made the dash to the animal shelters, and the rain beat on the tin roof as we wandered from pen to pen, peering at pigs, cattle, and horses. The horses made me sneeze and wheeze and by then it was nearly 10 anyway, so we headed home in the rain.

The rain was good. The parking ticket was not. Sigh. We'd parked in the shade as it had started so hot it was crazy, but got ticketed for being under a tree. Sigh. Plus the horses really got my asthma going so I had to use the inhaler and now I'm still buzzing. Hmph. So not a great evening, all in all.

I should go to sleep.
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Dang. There's even a four week animation class and everything from a one week camp to a full year filmmaking class at various sites across the country. Dang...
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One great good thing that did come out of going to the fair last night was finding out that the local Beekeepers' Association has a weekly, two-hour class from October thru December that covers everything about beekeeping. Ooo... That would be very cool.

Turns out that a neighbor of ours has a bee hive, which is why my garden does so very well so far as pollenation. I should thank them with tomatoes or something. :-)

The Oft-Asked Question

During the BBQ, the question people asked me the most was, "How is it going off to work when he gets to stay home?"

And, then, I'd answer, "Uhm. I don't know, yet, we've been on vacation."

Now... well, now I can answer.

It feels fine. I mean... hmm... there's this book, Be Happy at Work: 100 Women Who Love Their Jobs, And Why by Joanne Gordon and, in it, she says that from all the hundreds of interviews she did to end up with the final 100 she found three very specific things that made the women happy with their jobs. The three things were process, purpose, and people, and that different women derived different amounts of satisfaction from each of the three legs; however, if one of the legs is entirely missing, well...

The people component, for me, was, I think what was making me unhappy before my vacation. The main idea is that I really need to like, or if I don't like them I need to at least respect the people I work with to be happy. I realized, in the last couple of days, that I really do like and respect most of the folks I work with. There really is only one, maybe two, folks that I don't like or respect, and those were the folks that were making me the most unhappy. But I can manage that, and manage my contact with those folks, now that I know how important it is.

I also love the doing, the "process" part of the package, when I'm really writing, communicating, setting expectations, clarifying what really needs to be done, or getting good documentation or training out to the folks that need it, it's deeply satisfying. And being able to help everyone understand how to do what they need to do, that's all the purpose I need.

So, really, I'm pretty happy with my job in a way I hadn't really understood, before. So it's been good to get back and get into the harness and gradually feel the magnitude of traction I can get when I'm pulling for all I'm worth. That's what I am still addicted to, I think, even with all these cool fireworks going off over other stuff I'd love. :-)
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6000 of the emails were automated notifications of file changes in some files I'd marked in the source control system as files I'd wanted to watch. Still... 2500 are actual, not-spam email. It's still amazing how much of it there is... just like my overflowing darning basket, stuff to get to that isn't that hard, but...