Meeting day. I dread this more than usual - apparently it was decided that we would go-live with the new project, which I'm adamantly against, since it has a less than stellar success rate. I'm the only one reporting problems though; most of the other testers have been busy blowing sunshine, so obviously it's my problem and/or something that I'm doing wrong. I just hope no one asks for my comments on the subject. I like my job, but I'm not going to lie to keep it. And truthfully, I hope for their sakes and ours that I'm wrong, that it is just me. I don't want the whole group to take a credibility hit if this thing crashes and burns the way I expect it to. But that's life, I guess. I seemed to be cursed with the role of Cassandra - I speak the truth about the future, but no one wants to hear...
I thought about deleting all the past posts - none of them have any meaning to anyone but me anyway- but I couldn't do it. Let them sit there, unread and unremembered. There were no posts in 2009. There was nothing positive I could find to say, although there were happy moments mixed with the sad. The sweet mixed with the bitter. The birth of my nephew, the death of my mother, the numbness that followed, and lingers. The start of my journey towards an MBA, the job that no longer inspires me, the purchase of an Airstream to help bring me back to center. That was 2009. This is 2010. It's time to turn and face forward, and soldier on.
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