Oh, my. I've had quite a week.
I started it with meeting with a recruiter. Nothing for me, not too exciting, more of the same and more of the same of stuff that I don't really wish to do any more.
Then on Tuesday I went to a meeting of a nonprofit tech group. Lovely people, but I met no one knew and got no cards. They are ... not exactly the right pond. I need to fish elsewhere. The more I do this, the less tolerance I have for lovely people who cannot really help me. It's not a mercenary thing (at least, I don't think it is). Rather it's just that life is so full that I need to make choices. Contacts or comfort? I've had a lot of comfort lately. So contacts it is. Oh and I went to the gym that day, too.
Wednesday I went to a coffee that I love. That is almost pure comfort so I'm not totally bagging that aspect of things. But I do have to curtail it, allow one and not others.
Thursday I had no meetings and instead worked on robotics stuff all the livelong day. And I realized: I'm having a good time. Then the principal (B___) contacted me: we are looking to have a meeting on Sunday. Wanna come? Sure. Plus I went to the gym again, and this time talked to some folks. These are, well, they are probably neighbors. :)
Friday I had another networking meeting. This one is much more the correct pond, despite it being a lot of comfort. Perhaps I'm less eager to dump the comfort than I'd thought.
And then, after Saturday (Mr. J and I went out and played frisbee; it was fun) came, of course, Sunday.
I had cut up fruit and some rather junky store-bought cookies. Ready to go, I boarded the bus to Cambridge. Took me a while to find my way (the principal lives in Somerville, a vortex that I swear swallows people and cars), but I got there all right.
We got down to business once the other three arrived (they were driving in from the West). Talking, laughing, reading off a computer screen. I had prepared a report. They LOVED it. Just some graphs (I like graphs) showing how things are going. It's early and there is little to report, but I wanted to set a standard.
We talked about how much it would cost to manufacture a buncha units (they make robotics modules -- guts, not the outside). We discussed how to handle an upcoming meeting with a venture capitalist firm (I wouldn't be going to that). We talked social media marketing. We talked sales. We talked papers and patents.
Then the B___'s girlfriend walked in. How long you been meeting?
Uh, two hours.
No one had noticed the passage of time. We were all just so bound up in it all.
They are taking a chance on me, I know, we all know. I am new to this and eager to please, trying to get in a plan and a strategy and have it all make sense. And I am taking a chance on them, as there are no guarantees, there is no money yet, and my main source of income will continue to be Unemployment until funding kicks in, if ever. Risks abound. Rewards are uncertain.
Yet I am having more work fun than I have since I taught, which was almost 20 years ago. It is comfortable. Easy. Intelligent. Respectful yet playful. It feels like we're doing something important. Something that might really help people.
The dynamic is, admittedly, a tad odd. They remind me a tiny bit of these guys:
So I suppose that means this is me:
I am jazzed. I am pumped. I am so happy.
All I gotta do is work on the ears.