Reality Me

Bike repair mode. Current mental abuse: beating self over condition the yard including the quantity of mosquitoes, unplanted dying plants, incomplete French drain, lack of control over overgrowth, uncut grass, incomplete landscaping plants. Also over my inexcusable lack of areas for the children to properly store and care for their toys. My lack of care for their toys such as bikes, scooters, etc.

Spoke to an overseas client about more potential work.

I have 16 different things I’d like to be doing simultaneously. My motivation right now is yardwork.

A New Day!

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This Morning

Yesterday afternoon was a blur. My one goal above all was to get to my friend’s house and put a little joint compound on the wall. I did not achieve that. Instead I had a great afternoon with the kids, at dusk we moved Sarah and a friend to the movie theatre for “I, Robot,” then we took Noah and Amy to Fuddrucker’s for hamburgers. When I picked the girls up from the movie I asked, “So, did it inspire you to read the book?” And Sarah replies with surprise, “There’s a book?” Then continues, “no, the movie is better. And it’s easier.” So sad. Cathy and I enjoyed the evening together. For once, I ignored the computer and spent some quality time with my wife.

     

Everyone is always out to nickel and dime you. Just checked my Cingular bill to find 1.40 that is not supposed to be on there. Granted, “It’s only $1.40” but if I let 10 companies get away with that then that’s $15 per month being thrown away. Besides, what’s to say that that $1.40 doesn’t grow to $10 next month. This is not a Capitalist nation. We live in a Hustler’s state.

The morning has been spent documenting previous work done for a client to accompany the invoice, chatting with my contract regarding a product I sell, invoicing for another client, discussions with the insurance company, payment to the insurance company, verification that the rubber check I received is not to be rubber anymore, discussions with Dell regarding memory for a client’s computer, and discussions with Linksys on options for improving a client’s wireless network and how I can become a Linksys reseller.

In closing I receive a phonecall from the school explaining that all other students had to be removed from the classroom because Tommy 3 times has shoved a nickle so far up his nose that you could not see the shiny part. Tommy in the background, “I’m suffocating!”

Time to eat something.

Man I could use some Valium (never had any) or Vicodin right now. Even some Meclizine would be helpful. I suppose I could have a sugar cube and tell myself to relax. I bet I could even read the ingredients and convince myself that the side affects were focus, productivity and income.

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This Morning

So yesterday I had an interview. I did a lousy job. I really need interview practice. I was too nervous. The job sounded exciting.

I deposited a check yesterday and wrote several checks based on that deposit. At the end of the day the person that wrote the check that I deposited called to tell me it will bounce. Now I’m back to producing miracles.

Looks like today is turning into one of those days that control me. I must just go where the winds take me.

School politics drive me ape. Totally unnecessary. When people put their career (teaching, administration) above the purpose (the students) then they need to be fired.

Student: Do I have a choice?

Master: You can choose to fight or choose to accept your destiny.

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This Morning

Slept hard last night rising at 6:15. Shut the alarm off before it went of to not disturb the wife. Tried hard to get dressed without waking the dog–failed. When upstairs and tried to get Sarah out of bed without waking Amy–failed. Tried to handle my stress–failed. What could be a great day I started off with temper and anger. Let’s turn that around. Today shall be busy busy and we don’t need contrived difficulties.

I had begun the day wanting to write on several topics but they have all faded. It is sometimes difficult to write about your life and live it at the same time.

Such a beautiful woman! 

Lucy at roughly 12 years old. Molly at 4 months is almost this big.