I’ve always enjoyed blogging, one of my few outlets for exhibitionism. I’ve had all sorts of blogs over the years. They’ve always been fairly personal, though I did keep an anonymous blog once. I’ve run ads on a few, but I’ve never made a dime. So I ask myself, “why do I do it?”
I’ve been picking up new hobbies lately. My latest is actually a recurrence from childhood: Lego. On this blog I’ve mostly stuck to my ‘Portlandish’ activities, ranting about cycling and hiking and books. With the recent shift in my life, putting aside my job and becoming a hausmann and full-time dad, so too have I been taking this blog in slightly different directions.
I’ve been adjusting. I left my day job just about a month ago and so I’ve had a lot of decompression and processing to do while I adjust to being the hausmann. Mrs. Portmandia has been doing her share of adjustment too, now that she has to bring home the artisinal bacon (and it better be artisinal, I’m not eating any of that major brand dreck). Now that I don’t have a job, it might actually be time to start getting some things done.
Yesterday I gave notice at my day job. I’ve been flipping books there for seven years and I have a lot of great memories and I now know far more about the book industry than I really wanted to. The real question is what do I do with myself now?
A month has passed since I last posted here. During that time I had one of those milestone birthdays that is supposed to make me feel old. I must say that it worked. About the same time I managed to sprain my ankle while running. This lead to close to a month of pain and weakness. I used a cane for a couple of weeks in concert with a brace. What a way to ring in my new-found old age.
I saw a strange little tid bit the other day about productivity. Tim O’Reilly posted a bit of advice from The Information Diet, that we should strive to consume 10% and produce 90%. I’ve been letting this idea ferment for a while, and though I don’t agree with the numbers, I do agree with the principle.