Last Sunday I saw two friends. Like a lot of my friends, they are former co-workers. One of whom I hadn’t seen for a long time. I noticed one thing; They looked like adults. They are also doing adult things, and generally acting like adults. One is married, the other is moving out of town for a job opportunity.
I don’t feel like an adult.
Honestly, I don’t feel like much of anything.
I have lately found work unfulfilling. I like programing. I can even enjoy tracking down bugs in code if I feel like I’m making progress. But that isn’t happening. I’m stuck in processes. And trying to replicate bugs that aren’t replicating on my machine. (You can’t fix what you can’t see.)
I did an experiment. I worked on my own personal programming project and fixed a bug that had been there for a long time. And I felt good. I accomplished something. This proved to me that I like programming. I just don’t like work. The daily drudge of frustration.
So I’m feeling down.
I did get a perk up when I received an email via my dating service from a girl interested in me.
So I got that goin’ for me, which is nice.