Monthly Archive for August, 2008

Looking. Again.

I love freelancing, I mean being self-employed. I love waking up hoping that today will be the day that that promised check shows up only one month late. You know, that check that covers the mortgage, car payments, electric bill, will put a bit of food in the kitchen, etc… Yeah, I yearn for that sinking feeling that hits when today’s date is the same as the cut-off date before obtaining yet another late charge. But my most favorite thing is when I get to spend an hour of my baby girl’s day drafting yet another contract only to have it return void due to either incompetence or indifference.

Pardon me… vomit alert. This post is just a “guts on the floor” dump while trying to make sense of my life at the moment. If you find this, just ignore it. If parts of this is about you, I don’t mean to offend… this a cleansing moment for me to get the junk out of my head so I can prepare for the next wondrous phase of my life and you already know what I think anyway. Okay that sounds more sarcastic and melancholy than I actually feel. I’m excited to venture out again into that place people call “outside.” Continue reading…

San Diego, Las Vegas, and Hemet… or Bust!

After 7 incredibly prophetic hours of packing we left our brilliant Colorado on July 18th (Friday) at 9am, 11am, 12pm, 2:30pm with a van full of kids, clothes, pillows, blankets, coloring books, DVDs, snacks and a bunch of other things we were sure we’d need and a few things we didn’t. Continue reading…