After the storm.
Posted by: Finch in Is It Sold Yet?, Musings, tags: bitching, house, jobWow. Yeah. That’s a long time in between posts. In my defense, I had the house I was renting sold out from under me and had to both find a new place to live and to move in there; my boss of 6 years flew the coop and left utter chaos in his wake; and, lastly, I’m a lazy negligent bastard anyway and have a hard time writing blog posts regularly even under the best of circumstances.
It’s a lovely 2-story converted log cabin complete with fireplace, spiral staircase, a loft for sunbeams, a balcony for drinking coffee (or scotch) and watching the sun rise (or set).
(Pictures courtesy of my wife, who’s much better at blogging than I am.)
It’s in a great place, not far from friends and very far from the things I didn’t like about my previous home, specifically the ‘urban environment’ thing and the ‘zomg my house is seriously old lol’ thing. There are still way too many boxes to unpack, but it’s starting to shape up. Yes, my desk is already a mess. No, I’m not posting a picture of it.
Speaking of messes, the job has entered a bit of an interesting period. I work at an ad firm, and the part of the agency I belong to is undergoing catastrophic change at roughly double the rate that the agency at large is undergoing catastrophic change, which is to say, quite quickly. Strangely, my job is not at risk; in fact, I’m more in demand now than I ever have been as people struggle to rebuild the organization and realize that not only do I have a clue or two between my ears, but I actually have a metric crapton of well-considered clues to offer. Add to this there are several outside influences who are, purportedly, interested in my roughshod, bum-rush methods of creative management, and suddenly it’s nice to be an ad man again. Go figure. I’ll post more once I have actual details I can share, but it looks as though I’m going to get to work with one of my favorite people again, and that makes me excited to go to work again. Hey, it beats waking up and having a hard time figuring out which excuse I haven’t used for a while to play hookie with.
Lastly, and this is quite exciting, there may be exciting news on the very near horizon with regards to the book. Now I have to figure out where the hell the latest manuscript is — more specifically, which box the laptop is hiding in.
Boxes. Ugh.
February 18th, 2008 at 10:15 am - Edit
Oooh, tell me more. (or at least email me!!!!) Sounds like you are having fun
February 18th, 2008 at 10:55 am - Edit
Fun! Yeah, ultimately, it’s loads of fun actually, but some of it’s only fun in retrospect and I don’t tend to share much when life is being pants-on-head retarded — an annoying little quirk of mine that both of my parents have wanted to flay me alive for in the past. >.>
That aside! The old commander-in-chief of our little part of the business has jumped ship to a four-letter-acronym (which you can email me for more detail if you so desire!) and appears to be creating wonderful new successes from his old schematic. Incredible change occuring at the old three-letter-acronym, and there should be things I can talk more publicly about after the end of the month — exciting stuff really. The new guard is very aware that they can’t duplicate the old model, so they’re innovating instead of replicating, and they’re bringing some cool technology in as part of the process. Fraught with potential peril, but by god it might just work, too.
The house is great, quirky little reflection of my personality that it is. Dear lord, though, heating oil is expensive this year innit? @_@ I’m tempted to buy stock, not in dinosaurs but in sheep, because at this rate I’ll be buying more sweaters than oil. I’ll put up some more pictures when I have more I like.
I’d say more about the book but as you well know I’m superstitious, cynical and highly respectful of other peoples’ decisionmaking processes. Suffice to say the manuscript is in excellent hands at the moment.
February 19th, 2008 at 7:23 am - Edit
Boxes….
February 19th, 2008 at 10:07 am - Edit
Boxes! Boxes! Boxes! Boxes! Boxes! Boxes! Boxes! Boxes! Boxes! Boxes! Boxes! Boxes! NO ROOM! NO ROOM!
February 19th, 2008 at 4:22 pm - Edit
Spaaaaace the spaaaaaace ooooh where’s the spaaaaaace!!!