Moving Day

I have been reassigned to another job in another location. I hate to move. All that packing up, making arrangements to transfer the services, etc. Even with the aid of an administrator, changing job assignments where a physical move from one facility to another is a pain.

That having been said, the job change is a good thing. It takes me out of the ‘doghouse,’ a less-than-desirable ‘Dilbert’-style cubicle facility and puts me into an office tower in a well-known beach town. My office will have a door that closes and locks and walls that go to the ceiling. There are two windows (a corner office) with a view of a local park and a shopping mall.

As for the old job, the product line is a very good thing. Decoupling from that fact, the skill set for the job I was doing required little other than some fundamental knowledge of computers and a little analysis. Not to brag, but it was not much of a challenge and didn’t take full advantage of my experience.

The new job is similar to systems that I worked on in the past. My domain knowledge and skill set dovetail perfectly with this project. Literally, a return to the true definition of ‘aerospace engineering.’ I could tell you more about it, but then . . . well, you know.