Two Fridays

Two pretty significant Fridays in my life ended up on consecutive weeks this June.

The 20th was my fiftieth birthday.

The 27th - two days after I write this - will be my last day in the tech industry.

The former ultimately resulted in the latter.

In November of 1979, I walked into my first cubicle. Eighty square feet of flourescent-lit, fabric-covered corporate efficiency. Since then, it's been 50 hours a week, 50 weeks a year - always hoping that "the future" would finally bring some sense of fulfilment. It didn't. And with the way the tech industry is headed in the U.S., it finally became pretty obvious that it wouldn't.

In about three weeks, I'll pack up my stuff and head from California to northwest Washington. In a corner of a 32 acre plat should be (by then) the start of a small house, framed and sheathed but otherwise unfinished. If all goes to plan (doesn't it always???), I'll add electrical, plumbing, finish carpentry, and a bunch of other things that will start the small house on its way to becoming a home.

This blog will (if I don't get lazy) be a chronicle of my trials and tribulations for my friends. And for me to look back upon someday - either as my big life turning point, or my biggest folly.