Yeah, I know the Lou Reed song is about heroin (you’re going to reap what you sow…), but the post is about feeling normal for a little while. Doesn’t happen to me very often, but I’m getting a little better at it over time as I slowly transition from managing a dev team in charge of a scary expanse of legacy to being on a consulting team to enhance a much smaller bit o’ legacy. After doing a bit of design in the morning, the wife and I packed the boys into their massive stroller and walked down the “ice cream park” (so named since they have some playground equipment that looks like an ice cream stand. Gabriel will sell you a virtual chocolate chip ice cream cone for the low, low price of 6 fins. Luckily the 30 clams are also virtual.) In no particular order, here’s what we did:
- I pushed Gabriel on the swing, even completing the vaunted “underduck” – something he was convinced could only be done by his grandparents. Heh.
- We played some beach ball soccer.
- Marie found a frog. Xander was suitably fascinated.
- Much climbing and sliding, followed by going home and setting up the sprinkler.
After this I fed the boys (Xander somehow put away a peanut butter sandwich, 6 strawberries, and most of my bowl of cereal. That’s crazy talk) and then we all had a nap. All in all, it was a really good afternoon, and has me starting to think about what we should do when I take holidays next (probably in the Fall.) Marie always wants to go to her mom’s place in Regina, but I both hate Regina and agree with Eskimo Bill.
Who knows what will happen; it was just nice to feel mundane (in the absolute best sense of the word) for a few hours.