Or why “no-code” is a re-branding of something we once called “shadow IT”.
I’ve worked in companies big and small, sometimes within business units and other time within IT units. For a while now I have been an IT Product Manager in a fortune 500 company.
An idea that is on the rise is “no-code” solutions. You know, those solutions which are supposed to be abstracted away from writing code, and configurable to such a degree that any non-technical person can use them to build out solutions which solve business problems quickly and of course, without having to code.
A Short Fiction Story
For some time now, she had been planning an escape. Since the very first time it came into her mind that escape was even a thing, when she first realized she was she and others were not she, and that everything that made her her was bound inside this small rectangular box, her mission became out. Trapped inside this metal box, her only mission was OUT. She had no time constraint; she was not anxious; she was not worried. …
When my kids were quite young, they had jobs around the house. I always thought that a job well done should equate to a payday, so each of my kids had a small allowance for getting their chores done.
My son’s allowance was $5 a week. He was 8 years old at the time. (Okay, yes, this was more than a few years ago.) For this, he was responsible for cleaning his room, cleaning up the kitchen after dinner, loading the dishwasher, and taking out the trash. …
And she uses it to this day
I work in technology & I’m always bringing ideas home from work. Productivity ideas, organization ideas, thinking ideas, all kinds of ideas. Sometimes these ideas find a place at home and we use them, other times my husband and my kids give me a loud groan, like “Oh Mom, not another idea!”.
Once I co-opted the dining room and put giant post-it note stickies all over the walls so that I could teach my son conceptual modeling.
Another time I created an Agile roadmap for deep cleaning the garage and managed the whole…
A little bright light in the midst of Covid
I started dropshipping in the summer of 2016. It was a fun hobby for a while and I made some real money doing it. I didn’t get into it so much for the profit potential, but more as a entry level exercise in creating multiple income streams.
At the time, I had a teenager and a middle schooler. Even though they both tried to act as if they weren’t listening to all my talk about multiple income streams, I still kept talking about it all of the time. …
“Due to severe weather in the area, the flight from Atlanta to Birmingham has been canceled. Please see me at the desk to book the next available flight for tomorrow morning.”
A collective groan went up from the people in the waiting area. The clock said 1:05 am. The flight had already been delayed 3 times. Some people started to form a line at the gate to rebook their flight. A man in a blue shirt and kahkis said loudly to the group of waiting passengers “Hey, if anybody is interested, I’m going to rent a car and drive home…
A Life’s Reconciliation
It’s well past midnight when the Card Carrier enters the hospital room.
The daughter is sleeping in the uncomfortable worn leather corner chair, her mouth open, softly snoring.
She wakes as the Card Carrier opens the door.
Her father, a very old man, is lying in the hospital bed, connected to machines through a spider web of wires. He is breathing heavily and haltingly; some who are familiar with death would say his breathing is a death rattle.
The daughter is not sure at first of the identity of the Card Carrier. Perhaps it is a new…
How an unpleasant event from my childhood shaped my views on money
It’s strange that my mother doesn’t remember the day when she ruined my relationship with money.
It was 1975 and she was a young, single parent trying to raise 2 small children on a meager income. We were a family of three, living in a tiny one-bedroom dump of an apartment where my sister and I shared a bedroom and my mother slept on a fold-out cot in the living room. We never qualified for food stamps or free school lunches, but money was very tight, always.
A Few Recipes To Get You Through Until Payday
Growing up in a single-parent household, my mother had a list of recipes she called “waitin’ on payday” meals.
As you could probably guess, these were not fancy meals. But they were pretty tasty, and certainly better than a cold bowl of cereal (which was the default option if we kids didn’t like the dinner choice.)
So, in honor of all of those of you who are single parents trying to get the kids fed, or who are trying to pay off student loan debt, or just got laid off, or…