After less than two weeks, I have more projects than I did in 5.5 months at TiVo. I’m feeling like one of them project managers now. I walked into a very nice global network assessment project and I have a smaller data center gig for a chipmaker. I guess this is all that I wanted and never achieved for whatever reason. Its a sad life to be a Project Manager without portfolio. You stumble around finding little things you could do. Try to make things into projects which really are not. Maybe that’s what they saw all along. I think the main thing though was not my group but the team I reported to. Having this be two distinct groups did not bode well for work I would get. I was supposed to support the infrastructure team but did not report up through them. Very strange times.
Now at the new gig, life moves along and I get an email almost daily asking me to take over some project which needs it. The big network assessment project is new! I don’t remember the last time I got a new project. It seems most of the gigs I have gotten were given me because the project manager doing them could not deliver, quit, was fired. I was then asked to “finish up”. There is no finishing up when you take over a messed up project. YOu do not fix. You do not enhance. You simply make it go.
I have not been with the company for two weeks and I’ve been welcomed warmly by the CEO which is so nice. As I’ve mentioned before, this is the last gig for me. I won’t be doing anything past this folks. The blog stays around and serves no useful purpose but now that I work I see it does not need to serve anything at all. It can simply “be” and that’s good enough. It records all those events which I read back on now in that database on that weblog. Things I wrote in 2009 in Chennai and all the trips I’ve done. Divorce things. Sorrowful things. Hateful things sometimes. The new job does not change those things or me. I’m still the same old way I always have been. I’ll work at this as hard as I can. If I’m a resource for the company to use for awhile and they pay good, I’m pretty happy. I get through a final debt to pay that is getting closer with each time I pay.
One day I’ll walk away. I’ll board a train. I’ll walk in another city. I’ll drink its beer and wonder and wander. I am a wanderer of cities. I see those things which only I can see and then perhaps try to write them here.
Its good to know that the weblog is here for the long haul. No more erasing and deleting and redoing. For better or worse, you have this thing and thoughts. It ain’t perfect and never has been. Neither am I though. And I think that’s good.