One crazy year

Let’s recap my last year shall we? Yes we shall.

May 2003 – To the dismay of many and the surprise of few I walked away from a good paying senior level programming position with a stable company that I had held for five years. Did I leave for another job? No, that would be too obvious. I left because I was ready to leave. I had no job lined up and I wasn’t really looking to tell you the truth. I had other plans (see next entry).

May 2003 – With the arduous responsibilities of employment behind me, Amanda and I set out on our own Griswold adventure across the good old USA. We came, we saw, we really, really enjoyed it.

July 2003 – We reached the end of our seven-week hiatus. Back in Atlanta Amanda went back to work and I started the process of finding a job. (The job market’s been a little soft if you haven’t heard).

Sept 2003 – Landed a job with a software company here in Atlanta – very nice. Off I go.

Dec 2003 – Like a deer in the headlights I am frozen and later completely run over by a tractor-trailer called life. Just when you think you have things pretty much under control here comes life to bite you in the ass. And this bite took out some meat.

Dec 2003 – With my personal life utterly destroyed and my professional life not far behind I consulted with the voices in my head and we all agreed I needed to see a professional – so I saw my first, of what I’m sure will be many, therapist.

April 2004 – After months of therapy my personal life stabilizes at the hemorrhaging stage. Out of the blue I get a call from a MS recruiter and they want to talk to me about a development position within the Windows division. Long story short I get the job and I’m soon to be inducted into the short list of 100,000 or so programmers who followed their cliches, um I mean dreams, and ended up at MS.

I’m completely ecstatic about the job – I think there was a bit of divine intervention going on to get me the job – and I don’t plan on letting my friends on the other side down. My first day is less than one month away. Which means that over the next three weeks I will: quit my old job, say goodbye to family and friends, pack everything I own into a semi, travel clear across the country (again), and go to work for a great company in a new city. Given the year I’ve had this couldn’t have come at a better time (we’ll maybe May 2003 would’ve been better, but I’m not going to split hairs over it). With everything that’s happened over the last twelve months I can’t even begin to guess what changes next year will bring me, both professionally and personally, but I am definitely ready for whatever they are. Whatever happens, I don’t think next year will be able to hold a candle to this one.

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