Given how infrequently I bother posting here, I thought there'd at least be some amusement value at posting at the very beginning of the year. True to form, I'm already off by one day.
Anyway, happy 2009. Being thousands of miles away from home gives a strong feeling of dislocation, not just physically but psychologically. I lost track of the weekdays almost immediately when we arrived, irrelevant as they are when you've got nothing to do. And the fact it's a brand new year hasn't really registered yet. 2008 was difficult in many ways, so I'm not exactly sad to see the back of it and have the chance to use the division of a new year starting to attempt to try and sort out various things.
As if by chance, today marks the tenth anniversary of me starting my first professional web development job. In 1998/9, jobs that had anything to do with the internet were both rare and fuzzily defined at best - so when I landed a job as a 'Webmaster' at a forward-thinking advertising agency in Newcastle, 6 months after leaving university and kicking around in temp jobs, I was pretty excited. In retrospect, I was very lucky, in the right place at exactly the right time. To think I'd end up where I am now, doing what I'm doing, would have been certifiable insanity.
So, whilst I don't exactly yearn for the days of administering hundreds of sites being served from a tired Powermac running System 7.6 on the end of a dial-back ISDN line, and building them out of handcranked HTML, Lasso and Filemaker Pro (shudder), I'm grateful for the in-at-the-deep-end head start I got on things in my 18 months there.
We don't arrive back in the UK until Tuesday, so I've still got plenty of time to think about what happens this year. There are vague plans, and whole areas where I just haven't done the thinking yet. Meanwhile.. ten years. Blimey.