In a few days I'll begin what's become an annual ritual since I moved to California almost exactly 4 years ago: going home for the holidays.
Just writing this now, I'm wondering if the day will ever come that I don't consider Toledo, Ohio to be "home" instead of where I'm currently living. Do I have to spend more time away than the 25ish years that I lived there? Or maybe I just need to "settle down and get married"?
I have mixed feelings about the up-coming week. Why? Because I know what's in store for me. There's the fun and excitement associated with seeing family, old friends (and now their babies!), old girlfriends (and almost girlfriends) and being away from the day to day routine of working in Silicon Valley.
It never seems like there's enough time to really catch up with the people I spent 3-4 years with every day in college. It's fun to see how they've changed, and mostly how they haven't.
There's the dark side of going home, too. A lot of driving. 2.5 hours each way to see friends in Columbus. 3.25 hours each way to see my sister and brother in law south east of Cleveland.
And then there's all the computer work that Dad wants me to do. Every year, he's managed to produce a pile of trouble that I have to fix. This year it's a new notebook and a Linux box to re-build. And probably something with the printer too.
Oh, god. And I just know I'm gonna waste time screwing with Windows. He wants to remove the brand new installation of Windows XP from the new ThinkPad T40 he bought and replace it with Windows 2000. Why? Because he hates Microsoft. But I'm starting to think he hates me. Because he isn't going to do the install, I am. I don't know why, but he still seems to think I know Windows--despite the fact that I haven't used it on a regular basis for at least 4 years now.
Ahh, the holidays. What a mixed bag.
Posted by jzawodn at December 18, 2003 09:13 PM