May 29th, 2017.

Long weekend came and went. Made the most, or would at least like to think I did, of the hours available to me, in preparing for the course I’m about to present tomorrow. Can at least now look a bit forward to it – feel prepared for it, as I would feel prepared for an exam. And it is, a kind of exam, isn’t it. As are all things in life. Don’t know how it will go, but I do know that I’ve spent the hours getting ready for it, and in thus regard it may go as it may. The only way I could be majorly better prepared would be if I had already done it, and benefitted the insight herefrom. So will now go, take it on the chin, try and get the most fun out of it and learn a lot, hopefully, whilst doing it. Kinda like the first time having sex. Am grateful it’s in Århus, and that there’s a paid hotel-stay involved. Will ensure me a decent rest beforehand, but – more importantly – makes it a bit of a journey, a business-trip, so that I get to distance myself a bit from everyday life and act and dedicate myself to playing a character. That’s important, to be able to shed some weight and travel a bit lighter, if only for a brief time.

May 30th, 2017.

Well that was that! And it worked out, in the end, as well as I could have expected. Given the learned crowd, given the size of the crows, I give myself an 88 out of a 100. The session was cut short in the end, by two hours even, and ’twas perhaps good – they looked somewhat weary in the end. Hope they benefited from it – their tech-lead, Jesper, let me know that they did. But let’s see what the official reviews, pending, tells me, maybe that’ll be a different story.

Went into a philosophical mode whilst on the bus to Århus station, on my way back. I want to believe that I left the city in a – albeit infintisimally small – better way than when I came. Some of those 25 will have been inspired, dunno if they’ll ever use the principles in which I taught but there’s a seed planted now, and if just one of them will, that’ll keep on giving down the line. Was truly great to have it over with, now I know exactly what to expect the next time around. A really good experience – studied, presented, didn’t falter along the way. Believe I gained at lot from that experience. Will repeat it, in two weeks’ time, now much better – hope to reach 95% – because of this experience today.

May 29th, 2017.

Long weekend came and went. Made the most, or would at least like to think I did, of the hours available to me, in preparing for the course I’m about to present tomorrow. Can at least now look a bit forward to it – feel prepared for it, as I would feel prepared for an exam. And it is, a kind of exam, isn’t it. As are all things in life. Don’t know how it will go, but I do know that I’ve spent the hours getting ready for it, and in thus regard it may go as it may. The only way I could be majorly better prepared would be if I had already done it, and benefitted the insight herefrom. So will now go, take it on the chin, try and get the most fun out of it and learn a lot, hopefully, whilst doing it. Kinda like the first time having sex. Am grateful it’s in Århus, and that there’s a paid hotel-stay involved. Will ensure me a decent rest beforehand, but – more importantly – makes it a bit of a journey, a business-trip, so that I get to distance myself a bit from everyday life and act and dedicate myself to playing a character. That’s important, to be able to shed some weight and travel a bit lighter, if only for a brief time.

May 26th, 2017.

Keeping myself immensely busy throughout the prolonged weekend. With V and the kids off to Funen, I’m left to work profusely on the course material for that soon-upcoming course in Århus, on the 30th. Am getting there, but it’s a slow a’coming – and I must confess I’m more nervous than I thought I would be, and that I would like to admit. V has been very supportive, and that’s been great. She’s done it herself, and knows what it’s all about. And she tells me I’ll be fine, which I do believe myself, though the number of unknown factors are not really to my liking. Will of course go and do my best, and as far as this time to myself has been I have been committed, and not played around much. Though did spend some hours cleaning house, the minute they were out the door, if simply because I could not function properly if I had had to look around on this messy place! They’ll be back tomorrow, probably early afternoon. Though I haven’t enjoyed myself much, I have enjoyed the quiet, the peacefullness of the near empty house. The DAB radio on the DR’s Jazz-channel in the morning, the coffee brewing. Arranging my breakfast on a tray, keeping a lean kitchen setup. My kind of m.o.

Long chat with Dennis, actually two long chats over the pre-weekend – don’t know what got into him, he’s usually the one who never calls and I’ll need ring him five or even ten times before he breaks the silence. Maybe he’s been submitted to the silent treatment from Mads, he alluded as much, and come to confront his own shortcomings in that regard. Had it all set up to have him join me this evening, for a barbeque and a beer, but then V got into a bit of a row with her mother and let me know they’d be back earlier than expected. All about this thing with us driving to France over the Summer, as opposed to the hellishly expensive plane-trip. It’s ridiculous, of course it is – the autobahn is driven by millions of people every day, year round, and there should be room for us as well. But that, in turn, is her m.o.: now that she’s vented her angst, she’ll always be satisfied in her ‘told you so’ if something goes awry. But that’s such a pathetic way to live one’s life, isn’t it.

Dog snoring away, urges me to bed as well. Mutt stayed behind since it’s in heat and would frustrate the other dogs. So have walked many times with her today, can’t stand those sad-looking eyes beckening me towards the leash. Dogs – what use are they truly, very, very little in my book.

May 21st, 2017.

I should remember to write about our weekend; went to a family confirmation up north, around V’s old neighbour of Jægerspris. Was fun for her, seeing the old place again. And the confirmation was decent, held at the Bautahøj conference center where I once was with Folketinget. Good chow, too. Must’ve set them back a hefty sum – they also gave their boy a check for 25.000 crowns. I gather they could afford it. Chased after Nicolas some, he’s still not past the adventerous age and capable of sitting still more than a half an hour at a time, and who can blame him. Lovely day, lovely drive.

On the Sunday, V took the kids to Sommerland Sjælland, so that I might work on the course material. Not so many days left now, am feeling reasonably sure about the project but there’s still a lot of stuff to do and not really time to even write this, on the commute that I’ve been reserving for coding that said material. Well they had a lot of fun, and I got a lot of work done, so there. And this up-coming weekend they’ll visit the Funen, so that’s likely the confidence-builder I’m looking for. And I really do look forward to it, somewhat nervously.

June proves a busy month. V’s folks will throw a joint 70-years party, and there’re all other sorts of activities scheduled. She’s fretting about numerous party-activities in her parents’ honor, particularly an á capella rendition of a particular fitting song she’s decided to sing for them. It’s her thing, and a nice gesture it is, too. I’ll be looking the other way, as I’m much too introverted – restrained, some would say – for these kind of endeavors. But credit where credit’s due, they’re likely to remember that and, well, nice gesture.

April 23rd, 2017.

Weekend, weekend. V was off to see some friends in Copenhagen, and the kids needed chauffauring around town. Didn’t get much done. Apart from planting some of my leftover strawberry plants in the nearby woods, hoping they’ll spread. Picked up N from his duties (birthday), and drove to the city to pick her up, V. Then back and some more child-caretaking and that was pretty much that for the day. Sunday went to work for a spell, so as to get away for a short while. Programmed away, whilst updating myself on the French election. Not possible to yet tell the outcome. Europe seems to be unravelling. Know the Germans will always try to hold it together, but at what cost…? Hope all’ well in a week or so. After all, the Dutch didn’t go full extremism, did they.

May 15th, 2017.

Weekend came and went. V had to go to Funen, to practice som sketch with her mother in lue of an upcoming confirmation, weekend next. So was the primary caretaker on the Saturday, then she was back and the Sunday was mostly mine. Not much to it, and was glad that she went and had a quiet half a weekend in her parent’s company. That’s the kind of retreat that I usually take, as I go and visit mum and dad, and by her own account it was good to do that visit without the kids taking up all the time and topics of conversation. If only that stupid bridge didn’t cost so much, I dread to think of the kind of money I’ve spent in crossing the strait, over the years gone by.

Went to the library Sunday, in order to get some time working on the course material. Didn’t get the amount of work done that I had hoped, but will thankfully have two weekends upcoming to get more done – and will surely need that time, for it’s not long ’till the 30th. Am not fretting about it. Yet. Ah well, how bad could it be. There’s always the Aalborg scanning-job comparison, isn’t there: nothing will ever be as horrid as that. Working a 132-hour work week, spending as much as I profited on temp-assistance, then forgetting the data backups on the train back… Was glad I did that job, even happier it’s so many years ago now. I think we all need an Aalborg-moment in our lives.

Send off another job-application, for a more leadership-required role. Would like to see myself in a lower-managerial role, and there’s simply nothing like that in my current gig, where I’m more of a lone firefighter than anything else. So let’s see how that one goes. K talks about wanting to bus tables at McDonalds – why not, I guess.