On the Job Hunt
For a variety of reasons, my favourite full time job thus far now has to become my favourite part time job thus far. This makes me very sad. Firstly, because reduced hours means I won’t have as much time to crank out improvements, and we have a whole lot of ideas for these. And secondly, because this means I have to find alternative employment so that I can do things like pay my mortgage.
[Note: Skip to the bottom if you don’t care to hear why working from home is awesome.]
This change in my situation also makes me a little nervous. Not because of the financial concerns, but because working from home for the last two years has made me a little pensive about returning to an office.
For the last two years I have not had to commute either through public transport or by fighting through peak hour traffic in my own vehicle. My lunch options have been widely varied (and probably healthier than when I worked outside) because I keep a relatively decently stocked fridge. I can cook up whatever I feel like and if I so desire, I’ll wander out and have the luxury of going where ever I please and as far as I want to get something to eat.
I’ve also been able to run errands when they crop up and not actually have to schedule them around meetings. I can make it to the shops or the post office before they close, which was often a challenge.
And meetings. No constant meetings is such a pleasure, and when we do have meetings we know what is actually needing to be addressed. None of this faffing about waiting on people and that one person who always just goes on, and on, and on about something completely irrelevant. In between, we’ve Skyped or use Instant Messaging. For most things, this is completely sufficient. And things just get done. I love being able to actually do my work.
Oh and fresh air, air-conditioners and heaters that work and generally being able to adjust my work environment to suit me. Which is great since I get cold easily. And I’ve gotten sick a lot less without a work environment with poor ventilation and being surrounded by carriers of plague.
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I was actually going to talk about how I’m debating over applying for a full time job that’s on-site and looking for freelance work. But I think I’ve convinced myself which side I’m going to take. However, I am somewhat indecisive so I may convince myself to go full time elsewhere again later on.
On the other hand, if I find freelance work this will no longer be an issue so…
If anyone knows of anyone looking for a freelance web developer with seven years of professional experience in web and application development using Perl, PHP, HTML, XML, CSS and AJAX, point them my way (LinkedIn Profile). My résumé is available upon request.
I like food, cooking, photos of cute things and my 50 prime lens. Among other things.
![Allegedly, I write like Cory Doctorow. I learned this by having several of my more wordy Tumblr posts analysed. Depending on mood, topic, time of day and phase of moon, I apparently also write like David Foster Wallace, James Joyce, Chuck Palahniuk, Margaret Mitchell and Dan Brown. But Cory Doctorow came up five times[1] and the others only once, so I figure that’s statistically significant enough to prove unequivocally that I write like Cory Doctorow.
I don’t mind this at all. I quite like Cory Doctorow’s works and am very much a fan of Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom. So, go me.
I do get the feeling that this algorithm is rigged though, the post that suggested I wrote like Dan Brown was actually my rant about attitudes towards faith.
[1] I just analysed this post[2] and it also came up Cory Doctorow. So that makes six.
[2] Ooh, recursive.](http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5rewcDM261qz86zko1_400.png)
![My tea break. A London Fog from Gloria Jeans (with the grumpy barista suffering from a case of the -ing cold Mondays) and a little Godfinger[1].
[1] I blame @chipschipschips for this new compulsion.](http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l53ei9pk0X1qz86zko1_500.jpg)

![Found these and other fantastic things on Friday at Maruyu Pato-chan on 2/33 Barrack Street. It’s only a tiny Japanese shop with some home-wares you’d normally get at the 100¥ shop, and Japanese food and bathroom basics, but it’s got some great little things[1].
Such as these fantastic crackers that I haven’t seen for years. The last time I had them I was in high school and mum and I had brought a stash back with us from Takashimaya in Singapore. There’s just something so tasty about the sweet cheesy crackers, especially that almond one. Yum.
Last time I went in they had a taiyaki and takoyaki iron as well, but not this time. :(
[1] Like laundry mesh bags for delicates that don’t cost the ridiculous amount they try to charge at lingerie shops.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l4czizjVEL1qz86zko1_500.jpg)




