For most of human existence the average person’s life has been brutal and short. I’m grateful to be living in an age when I can survive by creating value with something as abstract and esoteric as computer programming — instead of foraging for roots and berries. Hooray for big brains, opposable thumbs, and a few thousand years of technological development.
But currently I’m in “employment transition” and the whole working-for-a-living thing kind of sucks when it’s not working. It’s tough to be home and feel guilty about spending time with the kids.
I had a dream the other night. There was a knock at the door. When I opened the door a man thrust a cartoonishly large sack into my hands. There was a large dollar sign on the side of the sack and money was escaping out of the top like popping popcorn.
“You’re brilliant and gifted”, he said. “We want you to be financially secure so you can do what is most important — nurture and raise your family and create great software — without concern for the vagaries of business cycles, restructuring, mergers, outsourcing, and corporate politics.”
Yeah. That’ll happen.
It’s time to pound the pavement, cast a large net, spread a thousand seeds, mix some metaphors, and see what sticks to the wall. The job search is afoot.