Obsessive. Wrapped up in work. Devoid of real friendships. Just some of the names I’ve been called since starting in this business a few years ago. I really do try to have activities outside of the web. And all of them are in the schedule so that they pop up in front of my face shortly before they’re due to occur. Otherwise, I would sit here picking apart code and a friend would get married or something … and I’d be none the wiser. The only exercise I get (to avoid the curse of chair butt) is Beach Volleyball. Great exercise, I’m on two teams — but the one I’m co-captain of is called, you guessed it, SandyGeeks.com. Yes, I am co-captain with yet another web developer in town. We may be sick, but hey — we’re playin’ ball!
Writing code in my sleep, or lying awake at night solving a client’s problems is one thing… but I think the most frightening thing about this web illness is when I mess up in life. You know — somtimes you do something you want to change. And many times my first automatic thought is, “Cmd/Z” — and suddenly I realize I’m in the kitchen, or on the volleyball court. Darn good thing people around me can’t see inside my brain. I’d be committed. And why the heck can’t I Cmd/Z in life anyway? It would be so much simpler.