talus slope of the mind

So. A news update for the three of you who read this. The Maxfield’s will be moving out of the desert of Southern Utah. Why? In a word: Twitter. Some backstory:

I’ve been casting about, looking for a different employment opportunity for a while. The search intensified at mid-year, but went to 11 a few weeks ago when it became really apparent that I couldn’t do another 24 years in government (despite a really good pension program). A few weeks go, out of utter frustration, I pinged NRS (a maker of all things fun) on Twitter asking how they hire. I didn’t ask if they were hiring, just how they went about it because I’ve never been able to find a listing for them. (Trust me, I’d looked.)

The next day, I got a DM from their twitter account telling me to call them. I did. That lead to many skeptical questions as to whether I’d really want to live in Moscow, ID and a link to a job posting. Which lead to me tweaking my portfolio and applying. And then a call asking me if I was sure I’d be OK living in Moscow, ID. And then two or three phone interviews, a 16-hour one-way trip to World Headquarters for Christina and I, and eventually a job offer.

So, you know: Thanks, Twitter. Say what you will about it: it’s a vapid, egotistical, narcissistic, and pointless service. And you’re probably right. But it also got us a new adventure, so there’s that.

Anyway, the Maxfield clan will be here for about another month or so, then we’ll be packing up and moving out. It’s going to be crazy and hectic—we’ve only done one tiny cross-town move since having kids.

That’s our news. Anything fun going on with y’all?