Tomorrow I'll be employed

For those keeping score at home, I'm rolling the dice on the really risky startup. It's totally an instinct thing, but we've got an outside shot of making something really kickass. I've had four meetings with the two head guys, and each one has gone better than the last, and they're listening to me.

They're listening. To me.

After years--years--of tilting at windmills trying to get people to take my ideas seriously, these two guys who've known me all of two weeks, who've spent maybe four hours in my presence, aren't just giving me the time of day, but backing my play. It could all blow up in face, but the sheer thrill of accomplishment, of not fighting the corporate inertia, is making me giddy. I've got a product--an idea--I'm passionate about, and I've got smart and capable people around me willing to try to make it happen. Hell frakkin' yeah.

Oh, and I'm getting to do the fun part of my old job on the side, too.

My wife, gods bless her, is backing me up on this--despite the fact that it will likely put off our buying a new house for a year, maybe longer. This is a sacrifice, and a risk, on her part too. Today is our eighth anniversary, and I've got the whole evening to make her feel as great as I do now. That's going to be a challenge, but I'm in a meet all challenges place right now.

Rock on.