Transitioning back to work.

Transitioning back to work.

Today was my first day back to work. I fixed a minor bathroom plumbing problem, dealt with two baby tantrums, watched Houston getting practically flooded, replied to some support tickets, installed and started using Colloquy (thanks for your help, hacker), took a walk in the park with Max, made foods to last me through Wednesday (hopefully).

All considered, I think it was a pretty good start of the back-to-work transition. The plan for right now is to do some relaxing yoga and retire to bed early – rest and recovery are my priorities in January, to make sure that I don’t burn out.

How has your day been? Any changes or transitions you are going through?

Hello again. How has your year been?

Hello again. How has your year been?

Apparently, this site was last updated 9 months or so ago – hey, but who is counting?

It’s not that I haven’t missed you guys – quite to the contrary. I miss the fabulous (and smart and funny) KT crowd. I miss keeping up-to-date with the localization world, with all its fast pace and innovation (okay, and the drama, too). I miss the friends I’ve made over the internets, and real life friends who live far away, too.

It’s a sort of a comeback post, you see. It’s not that I haven’t had much to write about – it’s that there’s been A LOT going on.

Saying goodbye to one job and saying hello to another. Saying “see you again” to Houston, saying “why hello there, it’s been too long” to Vienna, Minsk, and Budapest. Saying hello to my ever growing belly, and then saying “Hi, baby” to a wonderful, healthy boy born on the floor of our bathroom (I hope to be lucky enough to have more children, and will do everything in my power to have them at home).

Saying “hello” and “so long” and “see you soon” to many amazing people as I moved among jobs, countries, and life milestones.

I like to write in certain ways. You see, I really prefer to do my writing when the kitchen is all clean, my desk neat and organized, the apartment all quiet, when I’m not too hungry or not too full, and ideally, I like to write after a good, long morning Shiva Nata session.

My life is different now. I have an active son who is 3,5 months old, and the conditions of “ideal writing time” might not be met for a few years.

In fact, I am typing this on my iPhone as he’s napping contentedly by my side. You see, he wakes up too easily when I’m not right next to him.

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So I am done with waiting for perfect conditions. Life is to short to just be waiting, and I choose to take charge and go after the things that matter to me. Even if it requires typing with one finger while lying on my back.

2011 has been amazing, and I’m grateful for everything it has brought. Everything is in a sharp focus right now, and yes, I will make mistakes and have hard days, but I will usually remember that things always look better the next morning, and I will not give up.

If this reads like a stream of consciousness, that is probably because it is ;) I need to start somewhere, so here we go.

Hello again. How has your fall (summer, winter, year) has been?

The Perfect Goodbye Song

The Perfect Goodbye Song

Dear friends, I wanted to share with you the perfect goodbye song. But wait, let’s start from the beginning.

It was my friend Sasha who introduced me to Pink Martini back when we were living in Budapest. It’s no coincidence that since then, Sasha has become a highly successful balboa dancer, and Pink Martini has become one of my favorite bands.

There have only been two times in my life when through sheer determination and luck I managed to get to the front of a huge crowd. The night night when I first saw Pink Martini in concert was one of them. I literally bulldozed through to get us to the stage. I did not care, and it was totally worth it.

You had to be there to see China Forbes, the lead singer, in action. There was this woman on the stage – dressed quite modestly, in a long dress with long sleeves – and she would raise her arm and the crowd would just go mad. So much energy, sensuality, and joy were coming through this woman, her voice, and the music.

Pink Martini played in Houston last fall, and unfortunately the Houston Symphony location was too formal for the band and their music. You could not dance. The vibe was still there, but it was not the same without a dancefloor.

It was at the Houston concert where I first heard Dosvedanya Mio Bombino. I immediately thought that if I ever needed a goodbye song, this would be the one.

And now I have the perfect occasion – and the perfect song, classy, friendly, cheerful, and with a bit of Russian and Italian thrown in.

Turning a page. Closing a chapter. Welcoming the new and exciting. Do svidanya.