Well, it's been 8 months with no posts. A lot of things can change in 8 months, and it has been a wild ride.
That new job I wrote about didn't work out. In fact, about a month after I took it, I decided to go back to the place I worked before taking it (and incidentally, had an offer on the table from that employer) but I allowed myself to be talked into staying. (Note to self: don't play poker with any salesmen.)
Actually, I contemplated a witty title for a post that would address my work woes: "Jobs that Sux Redux". While careful avoiding any libel or slander, I will say that I wish that company well, and if they happen to succeed, it will be despite their business practices - not because of them. Of course, that shouldn't be too surprising when you have a 27-year-old CEO with a degree in theology and no business experience. Enough said.
These days I'm putting in my time as Director of Web Development for a company that really is quite good. I've been here several months, which in my experience is long enough to know whether or not I like it. I predict I'm going to settle down and be here for a while.
Perhaps more significantly, Chantay decided to part company with me. We are keeping things as amicable as possible under the circumstances, which is always a good thing. Although I now wince a little when I think of some of the things I said in this blog over the past few years, I don't believe in rewriting history; therefore I do not intend to delete any of posts that discuss her. The immutable truth is that each of those posts was an accurate reflection of my feelings at the time. Whether or not we still feel that way is irrelevant.
She is now going her way, and I am going mine. I couldn't tell you where her path leads, but I sincerely hope she is happy & safe, and ultimately finds whatever it is she's looking for.
The road ahead for me includes a 2-week vacation to take a cruise through the eastern Mediterranean. My flight leaves on Sunday, and I'm extremely excited. After several months as a single parent, I sorely need the time away. (I'll write more about the cruise later.)
Both of my children now live with me (my son is now 13, and my daughter is 15). I could probably write a novel on how that came to be, but it is a story for another day.
For now, check on me from time to time and you may be surprised. Since I'm feeling like my old self again, I'm bound to have the same rants, quirky observations, and comical whines.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
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