My wife and I held a housewarming yesterday in our house of two+ months. So many friends came and it was a fantastic time!
But we’re now agonizing over gifts without tags and we can’t recall their givers! We greeted, hugged, here this is for you!, start talking about the house, then another friend arrives and we context switch and our mental note about the gift doesn’t make it into the NVRAM.
So the afternoon is now a blur of memories. We look at some of the plants, wine glasses, and wine and can’t remember who to thank.
In an oblique way, this is a good problem to have: So many friends wishing you joy that you can’t remember them all!
Seen on the fence around the new construction at the old Kirkland ParkPlace.
If you claim you are before you even exist, you won’t be.
Coffee Meets Bagel is sponsoring a PuPPy jobs fair.
Featuring multiple local companies and more than just Python developer openings!
- iOS developer
- Android developer
- product manager
- data scientist
- data engineer
- user acquisition manager
- customer experience positions
- and more!
Come and learn and maybe find your next big adventure!
Updated on 2018-09-04: A new version of the poster and revised some wording.
From the Consumer Reports iOS app.
Lots going on! We bought a house and we’re moving back into Queen Anne on Monday. The CMB/Seattle office now employs five people and has multiple job openings. Life is good!
My iPhone 6s’ battery has been losing efficacy over time, and its processor has been performance-throttled for the past two months. So, I’m sending it to Apple for a battery replacement. I opted for the mail-in procedure because I’m lazy.
I’ll be without my phone for “five to nine business days,” which sounds like two weeks to me. I haven’t been without a mobile phone since 1995! (My first phone was an analog Motorola microTAC.)
CMB just hired a fourth Seattleite. And we’re scheduled to double our office space in May, still at the Westlake WeWork office.
I’ve started thinking about mine. I’ve ignored it for decades.
When I’m gone, nothing will remain. I haven’t done anything worthwhile with my life. Two hundred years from now my name may be found in digitized census records. But nobody will look for it.
Nothing is forever.
We’re in! We’ll outfit the office the rest of this week. (Get a rug, some plants, fiddle with the desk arrangement, etc.)
It’s fun to be back in the same WeWork I was in when I worked for CBRE. Our office is an interior office for now, so we won’t have to contend with roasting in the afternoon sun. Molly still works here, which is nice.
And a third person started working for CMB/Seattle. These are exciting times!