Glimpsing the Future

At the end of last week I had a visit to my future job office. That’s where I’ll start working in 3 months, and it’ll be my first job out of college. Visiting was great because I got to meet a bunch of my future-coworkers and learn a bit more about what will happen when my job starts.

Really the first 6 months are less of a job, and more of a paid learning experience. This whole time I’ve been dying to know what we will go over, and it looks like its gonna be cake for sure. It did give me a bit of a reminder that I’m going to be a software engineer after I’ve been hanging out doing not software things for months. Today I did a thing though. I finally worked on my resume website. I got the layout set up and everything, so now I just need to put the content in and make sure it looks good. So basically all of the hard parts. Still, it is nice to have it even partially done.

When I start “work” we will be learning things like fundamentals of computer science or whatever, because they are preparing us to all be on the same level – even the girl that majored in psychology. The whole thing should be a good time. We will work on cute things like HTML and CSS and everything will be in JavaScript so I guess I should look at how that works again. I won’t though. I will just google which one is double equals and which one is triple equals every time. I am a bit surprised to find we will use JavaScript though, as I could have sworn everyone hated it. But I’m grateful that the focus is on a single language so that unlike in my degree program I will never be told to do a project in a language that I’ve never even looked at.

It’s exciting to look ahead. The people I met were fantastic, and I’m excited to move into my own place!


Prepping to Move

In a couple months I’m going to move into my first apartment that I’ll live in all by myself. I picked out the apartment, which is pretty exciting. The place is kind of garbage but I don’t care. There is a washer and dryer in the apartment and my guests are allowed to park in the parking lot. There is a pool and overall, its actually quite nice. I just think its not great because the hallway carpets smell like my grandma’s house and the floor plan is pretty strange. But these things are not important. I’m glad to know that I have somewhere to live once I go.

So far, I’m barely beginning to pack. I’m having trouble with the purging stage. Right now I have items from every phase of life, and there are many things that I don’t really want to get rid of, but I don’t want to take them with me either. Like my Darth Maul lightsaber – I have zero use for that, but also it makes a sound when you hit someone with it. My tiny apartment won’t accommodate those types of things. Still, I like knowing that once I manage to sort through all of these things, rather than having a ton of junk with a few nice things thrown in, I’m going to have just a few nice things.

I imagine my new apartment and I can’t wait to have my own separate rooms to put things in. My kitchen things will go in the kitchen, rather than in a bag, and I’ll have a trunk where I keep all of my outdoors gear. My baby Joshua Tree will continue to grow by the light of my living room window, and I’ll sit at the table beside it with my laptop, sipping tea from my Spiderman mug. Because adults can like Spiderman too.

Where will I be in 4 weeks?

Graduation is now 20 days away. I may be starting work in early January, or I may be waiting until July. I may be moving to North Carolina, or maybe back to my South Carolina home. Four weeks ago I was sure that by now I’d know exactly what I’d be doing post graduation. I’ll know any day…

It’s difficult not knowing where I’ll be even a short time from now. The other day I asked one of my buddies if he’d like to go on a climbing trip similar to one we had done last December. I had been nervous because I am returning from a sprained shoulder and I thought he may turn me down with hopes for a stronger partner. But we both want to go! But it would have to be in early January, and if I take Job #1 I’ll have to be moving in and starting work. But if I take Job #2 I have about 6 months of flexibility so I could go whenever. Issue is I’ve only gotten a verbal offer from Job #2 so I don’t feel like I can count on it.

I’m excited and terrified. In a month I could be starting my career and sorting out my career goals, or I could be climbing in the desert with sunburnt lips and a dirt tan. Definitely leaning towards the dirt tan option today.

Any Port in the Storm…

My life has been beyond hectic. In two months I will have graduated, yet I don’t know where I’ll work or where I’ll live. But before that comes the task of graduating, which is going pretty okay I think. But before that I have to live, and I’m mostly getting by on that as well. I can tell because I’m still alive.

But as I work on finishing the school thing and starting the real life thing, I’m finding it difficult to give in to my family’s belief that I should take any job I am given and be happy to be miserable as long as I’m making money. The thing is, I’m not willing to get stuck. I’m not willing to go take some crappy job that pays the bills with hopes that I’ll move on to something better. Because I won’t. I won’t learn marketable skills at the crappy job, and when I get home every day, I’ll be too tired to put in the work necessary to keep myself marketable. Its a giant trap. You’d think they’d have realized that by now.

I am about to graduate with a degree in computer science. Technology isn’t all that important to me. Instead, I value education, self expression, and adventure. In the next 10 years I want to see elephant populations thrive and opioid addiction rates plummet. I fully believe in humanity. I truly believe that if we can communicate effectively, people will understand and they will care. Many people believe that what they do or don’t do doesn’t matter, but I know they are wrong.

Thats why I can’t go sit in an office writing some unimportant code. Theres too much change that needs to occur, and I can’t ignore that.

My Future Home

As a climber, I know I’m not supposed to want to settle down, but I really do. I want a house with furniture in it and eventually I want to add in a husband and maybe even some small children. It may sound weird but I can picture it already in my brain.

All of my belongings will have a place to be and there won’t be any extra stuff. I have ADHD so I love to keep extra stuff, but in the house I picture, there is no hoarding allowed. Maybe its because they give me better meds in the future or I will get a husband that is willing to tell me that I actually don’t need to keep that thing for any reason.

Anyways, its going to be nice and clutter free. I want nice light colored walls. One room green, another a milky blue, and maybe even one light purple room. The living room has my books since I like to read the same books over again, and it has my movies too, since I repeat those too. Theres a TV in the living room, but it doesn’t have cable. The house is nice and small, but it feels like a great size because of the lack of extra possessions. The only issue for storage comes with my climbing gear. In a basement or spare room I’ll have a space for those things. One of those walls like they have in the stores, so I can hang up all of my cams and things, and since I’m an adult my things won’t even smell like feet because I’ll have a front loading washing machine to clean my sleeping bag and other disturbingly dirty things.

It will be really nice to finally have a place to call my own. A place where the furniture is not made out of plastic, and I don’t have to worry about roommates breaking my things. If the toilet is clogged or the kitchen is dirty, I won’t be angry because I will have done it and so I can happily clean whatever mess I created. It will be very personal and very specific to me.