The holidays are officially over, the presents have been exchanged, the wrappings torn and thrown out, most of the food has been eaten, and it's January. For the first time in over 6 years I have no idea what my future looks like, professionally speaking, and I couldn't be more excited.
The possibilities are not endless (I'm not 20 and, uh, rich), but everything I want to accomplish is still possible. Actually, more accomplishable, since I now have over 6 years of experience working as a professional software developer (and sys/office admin).
Experience is a weird thing. There is no substitution for it, which sounds both corny and condescending. But it's also true! Experience can teach you a lot about your strengths and weaknesses, if you pay attention. I feel like a lot of people focus on the strength part and forget about the weaknesses. I'm not that person. I relish in the weaknesses. Knowing your weaknesses helps you focus.
I spend the first two years at my old job (still weird calling it that) mostly in sys/office admin land. Back then I thought I would enjoy the admin side of things as much as the coding side. After all, it is computer nerdery, right? Well, yeah. But it's a different kind of nerdery.
I can get by with setting up scripts and cleaning up Windows installs and all that kind of junk, but I'm just not that good at it. And I don't enjoy it. Which now, after a few years, I'm actually fine with. I don't have to like all parts of computers. I don't even have to know all parts of computers. It's way too much. I just need to know what's out there, so I can focus on what I want to do. What I'm good at. Once I had everything up and running and could focus on writing code and designing interfaces I was much happier. Once I figured out that I could work on games and I'm not completely shit at it (your mileage may vary), I was really happy.
Code and Design working hand in hand. The Steve Jobs spiel about the "Intersection of Technology and Liberal Arts". That's what I like. That's what I'm good at. That's what I want to do the next few years.
Anyway, that's a long-winded way of saying that I will die a happy person if I never have to fix a fucking printer again. Fuck printers.