One year ago today, I lost my job. A year later, as I think on this, I am still mad, even though I knew my job was ending from far off. I guess I just hate change, and I always believed that my current job would be my last (strike 2 for me, my former, former company closed its doors — a casualty of the crash of 2002). At least here in Silicon Valley, it seems that gone are the days of a single career at a single workplace. I guess it was inevitable; with people living longer and working longer, it makes sense that people would have at least two jobs in their life, if not two careers. I’ve already had two careers, and I’m certainly primed for a third or forth, should I want to get out of Semiconductors. God doesn’t seem to want me out of Semiconductors at the moment, so here I stay.
In other news: over the weekend, we spent a day preparing for a party, then spent the entire next day cleaning up after that party. It was great to have friends over, but the work involved was so taxing that I didn’t feel a great need to “exercise”… I already had! Would I host another party? You bet!
The next “work party” will be to take down Christmas. Bah Humbug!
Hey, after a year of not working a regular job… or getting paid, I’m only down a small amount, thanks to my wife’s steady job and periodic contract work for me. God is good! I hope I can do the same amount of contract work in 2012, and I sure hope my wife stays employed! I don’t see my current company making money within the next couple of months, though we had better start by mid year or the whole thing is a bust. I believe we’ll succeed.