Going Home

At the end of June, I’m retiring, and this weekend I’m doing what my father wanted so badly to do when he was in Korea—I’m going home. As I’ve already written, I have moved the computer and since then the desk and most of my belongings. I even bought a new computer, which is still in the box, waiting to be the new workhorse of the project. Next weekend my remaining furniture will be moved home and I will be driving back and forth to work from there until the end of June. You can read about my failed career in my portfolio or not if you aren’t into dystopian literature.

I’m anxious to get back to the project which has been on hold while all my stuff has been scattered between two states, but I still pay attention to how other letter collections are cared for (see the next post for an example) even though I haven’t been doing the actual work for a while. I have also put off the annoying learning curve and transfer of data to FileMaker Pro, who now wants a hefty $179 upgrade to a newer version that looks a tiny bit better, but is still not what I enjoyed with Bento. Unfortunately, no one else has stepped up to the plate to replace Bento and most of my letters data is already there, so I need to learn to live with it.

If you have the opportunity to go home, take it.

13 July 2020: I eventually abandoned the database idea, even though such a thing would have been nice. But I also abandoned the publishing idea, unless you consider a website like this to be publishing, and that is where a database would have been handy in setting up an index of topics.

Moving the Project Home

As you may have picked up from some of my posts, I began this project and work on it on weeknights in Cleveland, where I have been working for the last five years. I go home on weekends and do other things, and I have always been a little anxious leaving the letters in a building where fire alarms are frequent. Nothing serious has ever come of those alarms, but it still makes me anxious. Then the radical change to my record-keeping software outlined in the last post added another layer to my anxiety.

So, beginning tomorrow afternoon, I’ll be taking the project home, driving the hour and a half to Erie over I90 with my boxes of filed and scanned letters and the few remaining to be scanned. That will be the first step. The next step will be taking my desk and computer home, which I don’t really need in Cleveland, since I have two desktop computers at work and a laptop and mobile devices for personal use. That will be step two and will require a little muscle.

Our little house with the funny green door

Am I anxious about them sitting in the back of my vehicle all day at work? A little, but not too much. I think it’s typical to start obsessing about possibilities for disaster once you’re far enough along in any project. That big tree at home could fall on the house, after all, but let’s not go there. I’m just taking them home where they belong.