fett mentioned reading through my old posts today. That intrigued me, so I went back to my very first blog post and worked my way forward.
It was an interesting read, largely, I think, because enough time has passed that I'd completely forgotten the majority of them. So I had no emotional ties to them, and being thus completely detached from them, I reacted more honestly than my usual immediate self-loathing.
I read the kids a lot of the ones that are about them, and we laughed.
Then I got to the ones from about a year ago, when I found my new job, handed in my notice, and then finally started the new job.
I've been frustrated with it lately, because we're introducing a lot of new development practices and such, and it's a tough row to hoe. Getting people to ditch failing dev processes and get on board with things that are more work (but actually, you know, work) is hard... uh... work. And maddening at times.
But rereading those old posts reminded me: I fucking love my new job.
Thanks, fett. Your intervention was timely.