This weekend, this very weekend in which we are right now, is the first weekend in over five weeks that I'm not working.
Just over five weeks ago, I started a new company.
This was just after the two-and-a-half weeks that I spent learning some new programming skills and a new development platform that isn't based on an IBM midrange system.
So I haven't taken any time off in over a month, until now.
(pause for dramatic effect here).
I have no idea what to do with myself.
It's a strange feeling! I love working for myself - this is my third company in sixteen years - and when I work, buddy lemme tell ya I work. So for a over a month I've been doing 12 to 18 hour days, an all-nighter or two for good measure and still feel that I can't seem to work quickly or efficiently enough. And I jump out of bed every morning eager an excited to get going. Drink coffee, get to work. That simple, and exactly how it should be. So now, when I give myself "nothing" to do, I have no idea what to do. As in: have a life. What? How?
So yesterday and today have been "have a life" days. "Smell the flowers" days. It's important, I know, but still... it feels strange. Anyway, I had no intention of sitting in front of my computer, but here I am, and for the first time in eons adding to this blog. [ed note: this is crossposted from my other, older blog] Not exactly "having a life", but in a few I'm up and out and going somewhere interesting. Or at least somewhere with beer in clean glasses. Maybe I'll take my camera - the one that uses real film - and go shoot things.
I can't bring myself to blog about politics. I'm still burned out on blogging about politics, though I'll still talk about it off-blog. It's all a mess - what more is there to say?
So, today, a rare day off. Then tomorrow, back at the desk working to my heart's content.