what the internet is for

So, in honour of mentioning this website at work, I now post a link to photos of my cats. A site that gets updated far more than the yearly post over here.

tales from the kitchen

The j-bird and I spend a lot of our time in the kitchen. I potter on the computer and j-bird peers out the window or naps on the table. There is a lot to keep track of out the window; the dog next door, the birds and the random high-wire squirrel. I am glad that there is as much distraction for him as there is... we recently moved and j-bird went from being the cat who got to roam over the garage roofs to being the cat who watches the action from afar.
He is currently crashed asleep beside me and I am immensely comforted by that fact.

darling

I can smell woodsmoke. It's drifting in the kitchen window as I sit here, typing in the dark.

This life of mine has been challenging lately. Much change and I'm struggling to be ok with it all. It weird, I guess, for so long I was working all the time and was doing new work that stretched me. And it turned out I was really good at the new role I was being thrust into. But I guess that could only last so long. So I'm falling back into my standard 'role portrait' and I'm not sure how to handle it.

Which is hysterical considering it was only a couple of months ago that I was worried that I wouldn't be able to stretch into the new responsibilities. So ha. Take that, Batman.

I've been thinking a bit about being a 'woman in technology' and I wonder sometimes if some of the weirdness I'm currently experiencing can be attributed to that or whether it's just me... overreacting... or something.

Anyway. I feel like I'm growing up again. And it's interesting, when it isn't unsettling.