Frenzied Daddy

As it turns out, I cancelled the short term gig. I was hired at Development Now. They’re downtown in the Pearl district, in a loft above another company. There are no walls, no doors, no offices or cubicles. We’re all working on a counter that spans the entire loft. There’s only a few of us so far though, so it’s no big deal. Very quiet; I bring in my iPod (Thanks again, Rachel) and I’ve loaded some music on the computer at work.

It’s funny; I have a couple of consulting gigs on the side, and I charge substantially more per hour for my time on them. Ben’s getting a deal. But I, on the other hand, am getting enough work to consistently pay the mortgage. I’ve never liked the “no split infinitives” rule anyway.

Sometimes I think about just doing freelance all the time. I’m surprisingly social, though, and enjoy being able to touch base with people. I wonder if there’s any market for … not people working for each other, but more of a co-operative work environment. But for now, I’m paid, and I’m happy. Ben’s nice and laid back. And fed us donuts!

I haven’t laughed like that in years.

For you gamer-types, or ex-gamer types, especially if you’ve ever witnessed the bloody fight between the “storytellers” and the “rules lawyers,” I have to recommend Dorkness Rising. There are people and characters in there that I swear I’ve gamed with; and they’re accurately, if a little hyperbolically, skewered.

If you’re not a gamer, it won’t be nearly as funny. But I think you’d still like it. I was rolling on the floor, laughing so hard I had tears running down my face. Especially at the end, the blooper reel.

But she could be!

I’ve landed a temporary gig at a place in Beaverton, remaking their website. I’ll be working there at least 30 hours a week. It’ll be interesting; I haven’t had a daily “go to work” job in over two years; the last one was Interlink. Since then, it’s been a combination office/work from home or just plain work from home. I’m excited and nervous, wondering about the culture there; do people eat at their desks? Will they understand peanut butter and jelly, an apple and a juice box?

Thirty hours a week won’t keep me from my other engagements. It’s temporary, so I’ll be looking for more gigs. But the stress will be off for a little while.

On the other hand, Miss B will be out from school soon (about this time next month) and we’ll have to discuss if we send her to a sitter or trust her alone. Alone in quotes; the neighbors are awesome. What’s the age you at which you were left alone? I was alone in the house … uhm third grade?