We’re having a fairly decent weekend so far, in the sense that the weather is comfortably sunny without being stifling and my allergies seem to have subsided, as they invariably do a few hours after I leave the office (my gut feeling is that we need our carpets and chairs cleaned badly, and I don’t just mean washed – they ought to take the damn things outside and shoot them to put them out of their misery). So, naturally, I feel like I ought to write something while enjoying the morning quiet.
The memes du jour are, of course, the new iPhone and its cousins, which keep evoking passionate and thoughtful essays from all and sundry. Since I don’t have the stamina to match Russell’s latest post, I’ll just say that he’s probably right – although I’m rather partial to mankind’s innate tendency for resisting change and odd bouts of technological inertia, so I’d say we’re going to put up with keyboards and “normal” GUIs for centuries yet.
My immediate concerns, though, are less technological and more pragmatic (although there have been some surreal Dilbertian episodes involving vuvuzelas, my passive distaste for football and digital equalizers which I shall recount sometime down the road1): I’m on the final stretch before at least a month’s worth of both parental leave and vacation (little of which will, alas, be much of an actual vacation considering that I’ll be minding both kids), and both the kind and amount of work have not exactly been stellar as far as satisfaction is concerned, so I’m really looking forward to spending more than a few days around the house (both inside and outside it).
And yet, it seems like I can’t even get away for a weekend without having to play whack-a-mole upon my return (actually, now that I think about it, the past couple of years have felt a lot like a gigantic game of whack-a-mole, but I digress). So I’m more than a bit concerned about having to cut short my leave, both because it’s long overdue (one of the reasons my allergies have been getting to me more is because I’m pretty much exhausted) and because it likely wouldn’t be that much of an effective solution – it just looks good on paper to be able to say you have someone attending to things over Summer.
On the up side, I’m still plowing through books and other forms of offline entertainment as if there were no tomorrow (with occasional bouts of stacking LEGO, hide-and-seek and chasing ping-pong balls), the odd bits of the house that needed attending to are mostly done and it looks like it’s going to be a great Summer.
And that, in the end, is what matters the most.
1 Still, it bears noting that, like a bunch of people before me, I find that
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