Getting Re-Excited About My Passions
I spent this last Saturday hanging out with my 1 1/2 year old niece at the Jersey shore and then at a local town fair…. two things that really aren’t on any of my fun to do lists (sand doesn’t play well with my electronic life), but I found myself having fun through her, through her first experience with going in the ocean, through her riding a baby train ride and through her pigging out on ice cream and cotton candy. Looking at my flickr photos today of the events I found myself thinking, wow, who would have thought 5 years ago I would be having fun doing this. I then realized it was because I actually wasn’t having fun, but allowing myself to live through her and the excitement of a new experience… a phenomenon that I am sure parents are familiar with.
I was able to turn something that seemed boring and a waste of time into an adventure… despite the sunburn and sand in my bathing suit.
Sitting here, getting ready to do another long nights work of coding, testing and design, I started to think… how can I translate this into my professional career? Well the answer seems pretty straight forward… I need to figure out how to see my job through new eyes. I need to find a way to take the same spark I get when I am learning somethign new or working with something cutting edge and bring it to my more mundane/repetative work.
So this is sort of my declaration of sorts of my plan to get more involved with perhaps a mentorship for design/UI and or find ways to take what I do and perhaps make more projects out of them… contribute to a framework or two.
I will keep you all updated as to how this is going and any comments/suggestions/stories are greatly appreciated!
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September 2nd, 2008 at 5:06 pm
I find myself experiencing much the same thing with tourists. Those of us who live in New York treat being jaded as perhaps our most important fashion accessory. And tourists bother the crap out of us. I have noticed, however, that I enjoy tourists because I feel I am able to experience the city through their eyes. I am able to replace my own jaded viewpoint with their sense of wonderment and excitement at all the city has to offer. It’s a wonderful place, and they serve to remind me of that.