My company was bought, and everyone is being laid off. My last day is currently scheduled to be November 30, but I'm hoping to move that sooner. I'm ready for a break, and there doesn't seem to be any point in staying. They're planning to send our 20-year-old codebase (a million lines of idiosyncratic Lisp) to their "offshore development team", which we're assuming means $9/hr programmers in India or Vietnam. If that's not a totally doomed plan, which everyone here is sure it is, then they are miracle workers and don't need my help anyway.
Really, I was not planning to stay here more than another year or so. So I wasn't particularly attached to the job or to the project, so it's not that big a deal to me other than the inconvenience of having to leave sooner than expected. But I've also been feeling pretty burned out lately, and right now I can totally use a few months of doing nothing, which I can afford thanks to unused vacation pay, severance pay, and savings (and maybe unemployment insurance, I need to look into that). It means my savings plans for a down payment on a house will be delayed, but I view it as an investment in my sanity, which is probably a little more important (especially with the real estate market bottom still pretty far away by all accounts).
So, on balance it's actually good news. Now for the other good news: I'm dating someone new. Her name is Anya; we met a little over a month ago when a mutual friend brought her along to play disc golf. She followed up in email a few days later, and we've been dating steadily over the past few weeks. It feels a little weird to be announcing this sort of thing, partly because I don't talk about my personal life much in this journal, and partly because I've never been in a relationship that felt like something that needed be announced. But this feels a little different from previous relationships, so I'm feeling like trying new things. Anyway, it's been a lot of fun so far, and it's been making me happy. Not insufferably happy, I hope—I hate it when people get like that. I hope it's more like infectiously happy: it came from out of nowhere and very suddenly, which means it could happen to you, too.
At this point you probably want to know more about her: what does she do, what does she look like, where is her blog, etc. I'm not going to answer that, mainly because I think she's a bit more private than I am and might not want me posting personal details, but also—it feels a little bit like boasting, you know? Like, woo hoo, look what I landed! It's probably silly to feel that way, I dunno. Maybe I'll post more later.
Oh, by the way, I'm having a birthday party on Saturday, November 10. If you're interested and didn't already get an invitation by email, let me know. (And no, Anya won't be there, she'll be out of town that day.)