If there are any things at all that I miss about my old job, I can think of two things:
- My old Macbook – seriously, that thing was a beast, even if the impetus for having it meant that I was capable and expected of working remotely during hours not considered work hours more often than necessary, I miss the hell out of it. It was stronger than what my new job has provided to me, and a monumental majority of 2015’s brog posts were written on it.
- The commute – I did not have to touch a single interstate in order to get from point A to point B. Sure, I worked on the moon, relative to the rest of Atlanta, and dealing with the red light district known as Fayette County was infuriating, but I still made it home and back consistently within 20-30 minutes.
Mostly, as should be expected, this means that traffic has once again entered my life as a variable factor of something capable of altering my mood. Yes, traffic in Atlanta is about as certain as death and taxes, but even my bag of tricks of things that I’ve done in the past to help alleviate some of it have run dry, and although the first week wasn’t that bad, without question, week two of the new jorb has fully exploited the worst-case scenario of commuting once again. This week alone, I’ve had three hour-plus commutes, with one of them being a comedy of failure as semi after semi kept wrecking, and on one particular day, rain was introduced into the mix, and on a vastly shorter distance from new jorb to mythical girlfriend’s place, it still exceeded an hour as I witnessed no less than seven rear-endings, presumably all caused by rubbernecking, within an eight mile stretch.
But I will not be deterred (much). The new jorb has been good, albeit a little bit of trial by fire, but that’s fine with me. Aside from some hiccups coming out of the gates in the form of not having a fully-functional machine to work with, once it was established that I could begin working, it’s literally been non-stop work since. This suits me fine, because I’d rather be busy than bored in most cases, and the hours and days since my start have flown by, and I’m optimistic about the future.
It’s funny, because I knew I had one friend going into this jorb, but in the old “Atlanta creative community is small” notion, it turns out that there’s a former colleague from an old jorb that works there that I’ve reconnected with, and in a truly full-circle kind of scenario, there’s actually a person on my floor that I replaced at another company I worked at, when he resigned nearly 12 years ago. We met and spoke of our former place of employment, and how funny it is that we’ve now ended up at the same place, in spite of him having over a decade of tenure up on me.
So ultimately, the new jorb is good, and I’m happy about it, and the decision I made to make the switch in my career and life.
In related news however, due to the adjustments of a new job and all related impacts to daily life, my brogging schedule is bound to be a little wonky as things settle down, and I figure out how my daily schedule is, and finding times to sit down and write. Needless to say, due to the busy nature of work, and the obvious learning curve I’m dealing with as I figure out procedure, protocol and workflow, I’ve had pretty much no downtime at any point, and I feel like I’m falling behind on news of the world, weird, and relevant to my general interests. Without means to scour my circles, I’m often left without inspiration to write, and I’m struggling to keep up with trying to account for having a post for every weekday, like I like to have.
Anyway, that’s life in a nutshell at the moment. Professionally, things are going pretty well, and I have a means to be grateful for such. Personally, I have a job that I’m optimistic about, and I’m on the cusp of having my third car paid off, and I have mythical girlfriend who makes me happy. However, being the champion of empathy that I think I am, there are people around me who are going through some shitty things in life lately, and admittedly, it brings me down to a point where little of the good going on in my life really feels that good. 😐
