Of me working at SAIC, as of today. I can't believe my oldest daughter is already 8 years old, but it's almost as difficult coming to grips with the fact that I've worked at the same place for almost as long as she's been alive.
It's been a ride, I tell you. And I've had it all. Good. Bad. Ugly. Cool. Sucky. Yummy. Yucky. It's prégo. But I'd do it again in a second. Regrets are minimal, and mostly self-induced.
But I'm not in any hurry to go anywhere, so hopefully I'll still be experiencing this disbelief in another three or five or seven years from now. Only by then instead of email-to-blog, we'll have thought-to-blog. Now that could start some controversy...
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