Sunday, July 12, 2026
Saturday, July 11, 2026
Friday, July 10, 2026
The old big tech company that I once worked for announced a voluntary retirement package for its most senior employees. That was followed by a round of layoffs. My social media feeds are full of former colleagues saying they’ve retired and are so grateful for their careers.
Their private emails are not so cheerful. The voluntary retirement package was not so voluntary with management vaguely hinting that some employees would be laid off if they didn’t retire.
I’m blissfully detached from this. Nor do I feel sorry for them. For decades, these people were very, very well paid. When I return to Seattle, I would like to catch up with them. I’ve known some of them as colleagues, friends and mentors since my internships in the 90s.
Thursday, July 09, 2026
Wednesday, July 08, 2026
Monday, July 06, 2026
It's been a week of smaller celebrations— Tuesday with my brother-in-law, Wednesday with Clem and Bates, Friday with my old boss, Saturday with my husband's old boss, and Sunday with our travel friends, WS & PT.
Today, I've had my last meetings. My access to work has been revoked. My laptop is at the courier. My retirement is now in full effect.
Monday, June 29, 2026
Saturday morning while we were in the front yard, we heard a loud thump from our upper deck. We looked up and saw a mob of crows chasing an eagle. They were barely above the roof of our house and quickly flew off.
I wanted to know what caused the loud thump. Had a crow slammed into a window? Knocked over a flower pot?
When I looked on the upper deck I saw this fish. It’s about a foot long. I presume the eagle had the fish, but let it go to help it outfly the crows.
Wednesday, June 24, 2026
Tuesday, June 23, 2026
The final dates are clear. My husband retires July 3. My last day is July 6.
Both of our jobs are winding down. Soon my husband’s corporate car will be reclaimed. I’m arranging the return of my company property.
Many of our calls start with someone asking “Will this be the last time we talk?”
Even with my impending retirement, I must stay close to a laptop or cell phone. For decades, as part of my job, I've always been in some form of on-call. In my prior job, managers will told that overnight, their phones had to be in a charger and on their bed side table. It's a little different at the current company, but not much.
Turning off my cell phone... disconnecting from the internet...these are things that I crave. I'm not going to do a internet-detox, but I do want disconnect from time to time. I don't want to check my cell first thing in the morning.
Thursday, June 18, 2026
Monday, June 15, 2026
The weekend was split into two main gatherings interspersed by smaller get-togethers with different groups of friends and family. Sunday morning, was the formal celebration. This service was attended by many people, including residents from my mother-in-law's retirement community.
In the afternoon we rented boat and a smaller group of close acquaintances took her ashes out onto the lake for a final farewell. Earlier, my husband placed her ashes into a biodegradable urn. Once the boat reached the middle of the lake, he set the urn into the water. We all watched as it floated for a few minutes before sinking. The moment brought a few tears, followed by a quiet family hug as we all said our final goodbyes.
Friday, June 12, 2026
Sunday is my mother-in-law’s celebration of life. My husband and my brother-in-law are working hard on its preparations.
The event is weighing on my husband. Between writing a eulogy and preparing his mother’s ashes— spooning off some into vials for her grandkids, I can see he feels blue.
Family is flying in for the celebration. We are hosting a few. They are sharing old stories, chewing over past. The fights. The good times and the bad. The divorces and the relationships that lasted.
"Remember how Grandma saw and heard apparitions and thought she was a mystic connected to the spirit realm. I was in amazed when I was a kid... Now I think it was Lewy body dementia."
Monday and Tuesday my leads and I were in San Francisco training up my replacement. It went well. He is smart and curious.
One of my guys joked that I am in my lame duck phase. I had a good laugh.
Work finally feels like it’s winding down. I’ve encouraged my team to think through their parting requests. What conversations do they wish someone would have but won’t because it’s career limiting? What do they want to blame me for when I’m gone? I’ve been through enough reorgs to learn that you can hide a mistake every time management changes. You can’t hide too many mistakes because that looks like excuses and finger pointing. But one well chosen mistake… go for it
“This project is coming in late because the old boss didn’t put resources on it quickly enough.” No one would know the truth.



