I just upgraded my blogs across the board to the new WP 2.9 and for some reason it’s bollocksing up the code on one of them. I type it out painstakingly tag for tag, and then as soon as I hit save or publish, it buggers it up again. Annoyance of the highest factor.
The other thing is that at the moment, the other parental unit is on holiday. He is making it his mission to moan at me every time I so much as breathe near the computer. I am starting to wonder when ‘what I do’ is going to SINK THE F*CK INTO his brain.
I am a photographer who needs to edit photos, sell stock photos, maintain an online portfolio, research techniques.
I am a graphic designer who needs to design all sorts of stuff, sell stock images and again, maintain an online portfolio and research new ideas and techniques.
I am a blogger who maintains a network of blogs. I produce original content, learn good white hat SEO techniques, am in the process of redesigning each of these sites single-handedly (whilst learning how to along the way), any hesitancy or laziness in this regard directly begins to affect my income. Yes, I earn money blogging. But I am not yet at the stage where I can show him a hundred thousand dollar cheque and tell him to shut the hell up. Not yet. Until then, I suppose he will make it his mission to wave his paw dismissively and say ‘bah’ everytime I try to explain this. I am very, very tired of trying to explain this.
So, while he is on holiday. I am not.
I am trying, very very hard to do what I need to do, during the times when he is otherwise indisposed (mindlessly watching cricket – you don’t see me moaning at him) and while the kid are happily playing with their new sandpit, and generally good natured and entertained. But there are a few random times during the day where I am in the middle of a thought process, trying to get something done, and his constant stream of interruptions is driving me mad.
Should we go to “XYZ” wine farm today?
What do you think of this?
Why don’t you go and play with the kids instead of playing on the computer (now my work has been downgraded to ‘playing’) all the time?
Are you going to help me clean the kitchen? Did you hear me in here? (Yes I did, and I was just wondering if you were going to help me fold the laundry fugnuts!)
Ugh.
I hate being the negative person, but I feel like I am stripping very ugly wall paper off very sticky walls right now, i.e. it may well be the most frustrated feeling in the world.
Anyhoo. I think the solution may be to get up even earlier, like say, maybe, 4am, and put in a solid 3 hours before anyone else is up. Then another 3 hours from 7pm till 10. That should just about cover what I need to do.
Yeah, maybe I just solved my own problem. Or at least solve it without involving meat cleavers, and skulls. 
Sure, it would be easier to go and just find a job, or do a science job search but realistically, I’d much rather do this, and have the potential to really take off.
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I function, so much better (in the figurative sense, not the literal sense – or this would be a post about the benefits of a fibre rich diet), without clutter.
But you see, I live with three males (who knows *how* Supermom does it with four!) who find it perfectly acceptable to ‘drop whatever they’re holding, wherever they are’. So the maintenance of my sanity is up to me, because the constant nagging, which has no discernible effect other than to annoy MYSELF, is doing *as* great a job driving me nuts, as the actually clutter itself.
My husband, is a dab hand, at tidying the kitchen. I *will* give him that. 10 minutes and any stray dishes are washed, put away, and counters wiped down to an acceptable level even Gordon Ramsay would approve of.
Socks, underwear, shorts, shirts, socks, and shoes and towels however, remain resolutely on the floor. So even when I have to display a measure of gratitude for when he gets the children ready for the bath, I am simultaneously grinding my teeth with the effort of not moaning at him, for just leaving the kids clothes, wherever he has managed to corner them and remove them at bath time.
I have tried to employ the wash basket in each bedroom technique. I have even tried using the ‘take your clothes off at the washer’ technique, and have a perfectly good ‘whites/colours-adults/colours-children’ laundry basket system set up. However in order for it to have any effect at all, I have to pick up everything and put it in the appropriate baskets myself. Everytime.
Mail. Snail mail. Every single time I am in the kitchen, I have to throw away opened envelopes, because somehow, they’re magically magnetized, rendering my husband unable to approach the garbage can less than three feet away! The filing, naturally , is simply dumped onto MY desk, completely f*cking up my zen-like CHI that I have established, since the arrival of my iMac, which meant that my desk is tidy at all times, enabling my head to expand, and fill itself with creative thoughts, and to be at one with my iMac. Making cool stuff.
One thing that my incessant nagging *did* accomplish was getting the husband to move my evILs shipping boxes into the garage so that they were no longer cluttering up the dining room, and since we moved all the toys into the braai room, things have been much better in that general area.
Do most of you find, that no matter how organised you are, you find yourselves fighting a losing battle with your nearest and dearest? Do they toe the line? If they are messy how do you deal with it? Clean it yourself, or splurge on a credit card as punishment?
I’d love to know how YOU all deal with this issue.
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I am finally making my way back to what has come to be known as ‘normal’ health. Still sleep deprived, still at that ‘starting to exercise’ phase, but at least my microscopic me, has finally begun to fight back.
Firstly, this gave me a huge boost today. It involves Russell Crowe. I swear, that man, he *does* something to me. Something unnaturally titillating, because shoo-whee, he really blows my hair back!! It’s a video clip on Eatshootblog of his new movie Robin Hood.
Russell Crowe, with his Gladiator hair and beard, on a horse, and that raspy (has pleasant shudder at the thought) deep voice. Just what I needed to perk me up this morning!
Aside from that, I’m really going great guns trying to promote my official WAHM website, and today’s post is about not feeling that holiday vibe, and what you can do about it. Since I’m trying to grow the readership, please, if you are a WAHM (work at home mom) know a WAHM or meet one, please forward them the link, because it is really going to be a worthwhile experience as the website grows. I have a facebook page, and you can connect using the google friend finder as well as mybloglog or Twitter etc.
Here’s a banner that I made for today’s post. (Those little monsters are there to represent the ‘end of year blues’).
Please, if you like the post over there, and you subscribe to the following sites, then please retweet, digg, stumbleupon, delicious, facebook thumbs up/become a fan, yahoo buzz up etc etc. Muchos Gracias amigos! Hopefully by tomorrow (when the hubby is on leave) I will be back up and running at full strength and be myself again
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The three men in my house have all had it, and have since recovered.
*I* have just been struck down with it.
‘Scuse me while I crawl back into my bed…
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I ran into some funnies earlier today in blogville, can’t for the life of me remember where…but I saved the best two for you:
Even though I would describe myself as a Twilight Series ‘fan’. I would not say that I am *as* big a fan as I am of things like say, Harry Potter, or Star Wars, or Star Trek etc for example.
So basically yes I am a big nerd, and no, not a very trendy one.
Still, these *are* pretty funny!
Then there’s also this one:
BUWAHAHAHA!
No news on the FIL front yet.
Today I was ludicrously productive and posted to several of my blogs, including my new baby, NessWorld. Do go and check out my ‘Favourite Things’ (Hi Oprah!!) post today. Go on, click the picture below take your coffee and go and check it out
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