Friday, December 17, 2004

True Story

I was up early yesterday - about 3am to be exact - so by late afternoon I thought it might be cool to go get a little nap. I was in bed about fifteen minutes when I heard on my boyfriend's scanner that there was a 14-year-old juvenile detained for shoplifting at the local market (there's only one market here).

Naturally the only family member not at home was my 14-year-old son. I didn't think it would be Aaron because my son has a habit of being honest (albeit a bit too blunt sometimes) but I never think about him doing criminal things because he's just not that way. However I remembered how I was as a teenager and realized even good kids (was I one?) could get in trouble... and of course if it was my son I wanted to be there for him.

So I got up and drove down to the market and did some shopping while wondering when the deputy would leave with the suspect so I could see who it was. Fortunately it wasn't my son and the boy involved was released to his parent. However during the time I was at the store my neighbors were shopping there too.

Now... the backstory on these neighbors is that they moved here last summer and right away were friendly but complaining about everything including our landlady who I dearly love. It didn't take too long before I was given a notice by my landlady containing a list of things I should correct concerning my yard. My new neighbor was of course complaining about us at the same time she was complaining about everything else.

After that I avoided our neighbors one-hundred-percent, completely. I stay busy and don't have time for head trips like that. I figured I wouldn't want to tell her anything about my life because she'd eventually turn against me. Unfortunately my boyfriend has a short memory and soon was going over there constantly for friendship and good times, whatever. I don't tell the man what to do even though sometimes I see trouble coming and work to avoid it myself.

Well, according to him the neighbors argue a lot and when they start their bickering and insulting of each other he leaves. The woman is mentally ill and doesn't want to take all her bipolar meds because she doesn't want to get overweight. She also told another friend of ours that I was packing a meth lab into my car one day (it was really just some boxes of old books I wanted to give away). I don't use drugs other than prescribed by my nurse practitioner so I didn't see any humor in this.

So anyhow - tonight I saw them in the store and for the first time in almost six months I said hi to her. But guess what. When I got home I was met by my boyfriend at the door. He said when they got home he went over there to visit and she threw him out because according to her I was down at the store with the deputy and Kevin (another neighbor) and apparently she thought we were all out to get her somehow. I never even talked to the deputy while I was there! She also said I was taking pictures. Again, that's wrong... I didn't even have my camera with me. But because I saw them at the store my boyfriend is now expelled from her house as a suspicious character. Strange, earlier in the day they were good friends laughing and having a good time together.

My boyfriend also tells me there's a rumor going around that the brother of our former neighbor is now in jail because I was down at the river taking photos of him while he was doing some illegal poaching. I'd like to see the proof of that. The truth is I liked the guy, I don't run around taking people's pictures so I can snitch on them, and I had no knowledge of him doing anything illegal before he was arrested.

I knew before that my neighbor was bipolar. Now I think she's schizophrenic too. I wish she'd get her meds straightened out and take them regularly. If she did she'd be such a nice person to be around.


I got my writing goal for the day done early (I wrote a short story) so I had the rest of the day free and spent it writing goals for the rest of this month and all of next year. I'm amazed how much there is to do but if I stick to my lists of goals I should be able to organize my time better and get a lot done.

At first it looked like a lot but I divided it into twelve months, keeping in mind what's really possible for me... and now the goal list doesn't look so ominous.

Tuesday, December 07, 2004


I can't believe how depressed I've been feeling for the last couple of hours. I'm sitting here trying to figure out why, going over all the many things that upset and depress me.

Top of the list tonight - we got about six inches of snow last night and we're all waiting to see if the power will go out this time. Last year and the year before we had power outages that lasted three days. This is because we live in a national forest so a power outage is usually caused by a tree or branch falling in the forest. Work crews have to go into the mountains on snowmobiles. It takes many hours to fix. Three days isn't unusual. I guess this depresses me more than usual because I was hoping to find a way to move out of here before it happened again. I'm so tired of it. So there you have my feelings about snow storms. I see snow and think of deprivation, stressed-out kids, and boredom.

Next thing - when I called my son on Thanksgiving his cell phone number was disconnected. Last time I talked to him he had just moved to the Salvation Army. Yes, I know he's 31 but I still worry about him and miss him.

So thinking about Joshua made me think about my other adult children. My daughters. They have both deserted me. One has totally deserted me and won't talk to me. I guess she thinks she's better than I am, too good for me, or something. And the other one says she loves me and cares for me but she moved to the East Coast and I haven't seen her in many years.

So all that makes me think about how I don't have the money to go see my adult children. Recently I told a group of writers (online) about wanting to have money to see my kids, and that is one reason why I work so hard to try to write novels I can sell - so maybe someday I'll have the hope of a normal income that allows for things like cross-country trips. Really, I don't mind my income level being low so far as daily life and general happiness go... but I do miss being able to see my children. But then I think, why should I get on a plane and fly across the country. God knows I'm afraid of flying and don't want to go. If I have to die I want it to be with my feet on the ground, or close to it. So then I think that since she's the one that moved she's the one that should take the cross country trip, not me. But obviously that's not important enough to her. So I feel abandoned by all my adult children now even by the two that say they love me. Isn't depression great.

And that feeling of abandonment made me remember my first husband. My son's father. I have never gotten over the way he deserted me emotionally to the point where I felt I had to move away so I wouldn't have the daily agony of living with someone who hated me. Then he turned around and wanted to give me things. He felt sorry for me. Etc. But too late. He had someone else by then anyway. My son had to grow up without two parents. It still upsets me even though I'm talking about stuff that happened thirty years ago. And I don't have any loving feelings left for the man. How about that. I no longer respect him but I still am hurt by what happened.

So there's a few of the things that went through my mind tonight while I was depressed, and now I suddenly feel less depressed. Its good to be able to write about my feelings.

The bottom line to all these depressing things - is that I am the one at fault. I was a bad wife and was therefore unloved; I was and am a bad mother therefore I deserve to be deserted. My own flaws are simply too painful for me to think about, so I tell myself it all really doesn't matter. I now live with three people who love me. One good man (that's all you really need) and two teenagers who hopefully won't desert me the way my other kids have. But I know everything is my fault. What else could have caused all those problems in my life?

I will now go back to my fantasy world of novel creation where I get to make up characters who are sometimes people I wish I could have been, doing things I wish I could have done (well, some of the things). This avocation is perfect for me. I don't want to live in reality. It hurts too much.

Friday, November 26, 2004


I can't believe I'd even consider moving from my wonderful home in Happy Camp... but we are really thinking about leaving sometime during the next year. The main reason is because our teenage daughter doesn't have any friends here, plus she's nearing college age and needs to settle into a college town before that time comes. We would like to stay near her during her early adult years. She's even talking about staying in our home past the age of eighteen. My son will probably want to do that too, though we haven't talked about it. He's 14 and I don't think he's even considered moving away from us eventually.

So my daughter's choices of college towns are Eureka and Santa Cruz... both very nice seaside areas to live in. We're planning to move to Eureka because its closer to where we now live. Plus we like what we've seen of it on our many visits there.

I'm sure only a person who's lived in the absolute boonies (like where we are now) could appreciate what we see in the town... in terms of advantages. Here we have no choices... like there's just one grocery store, one pizza place, one clinic, etc. But in Eureka we'll have so many things available to us, its mind boggling to us.

The only problem is.. we don't want to get rid of our pets. I know if we were willing to do so I could get a rental there right away and be moved, but we won't let our pets down... they love us and don't deserve to be abandoned to strangers. I don't want to break their hearts.

So, knowing that finding the landlord that will let us move our pets into their house will be like locating a needle in a haystack... I've decided to advertise for a home by making a new website that will show who we are and list what we're looking for in a home. I'm going to make the website structure and my daughter will be installing the detailing.

I've already offered her a part time job in my web design business... she's so good at site design already and I like her style!


We had a great dinner yesterday. It was just the four of us... me, Keith, and my two teenagers, but my daughter and I had a lot of fun cooking it together, and Keith and Aaron helped the day before by cleaning the house. Because everyone helped prepare for Thanksgiving, everyone turned out being happy about the dinner. Besides, it was great food. The turkey, dressing, everything turned out great. We had two kinds of salad, two kinds of potatoes.. and so much more. We even made two homemade pumpkin pies. Now we're looking forward to making a Christmas dinner that's even better.

Monday, August 30, 2004


Just a word of advice to girls and women.

If you find a man living in a shack on the side of a freeway, leave him there. Its possible there's a very good reason why he's in that situation. Do not give him your mercy. Do not pity him or take him home or feed him. Do not give him a chance to make you his victim.

Okay, you've been told.

Sunday, August 29, 2004

Bewilderment Avenue

Remember that road sign... Linda Jo Highway? (See two posts below this one). Well, I think I've already come to Bewilderment Avenue. It happened like this. My daughter finally got a blog going this year. I will not give you the link because its a privacy issue. But I'm happy to say she's been writing extensively and I'm very proud of her somewhat profane efforts.

Anyhow, she managed to get the attention of her father (who hasn't seen her since she was three months old) and her paternal grandmother. So after about a month of visiting her site he finally started emailing and imailing with her. She was happy about that. Then a few days later he started badmouthing me and saying he wanted to sue me because he thought the kids weren't educated well enough. This quick judgment call was based on him quizzing her in imail on what she knew about World War 2 and the Constitution.

My daughter responded by calling me into their imail chat on MSN. This was the first time I'd chatted with him in years. I exchanged a few emails with him a few years back but other than that hadn't talked to him since we separated in 1989. And instead of being friendly he was attacking me and threatening to sue. And he claimed to be paying child support even though we didn't receive it. Hmmm.

Then a few days later I imailed him, we got through some anger and eventually agreed to work together for our kids' best interest and not to fight and sue each other in court. So I went to see a family law attorney in a town two hours distant from our home. Then I wanted to imail him to tell him what I found out, and discovered he's blocked me on MSN.

So this is Bewilderment Avenue. I've got no idea why he's cut off communication but I will guess it has more to do with his own failings that with ours. And by the way, the Family Support department says it hasn't received that child support he claims he sent and they're doing the research to see if it went to a different county or to the state.

Hit By a Car

My boyfriend keeps a scanner in our bedroom. This morning he heard a boy on a bike got hit by a car near the CNR Center in the old downtown area of our town. This was right after my 14-year-old son left to go visit a friend. On his bike. So naturally I jumped into my car and drove down there to see if it was my son. It wasn't.

The victim was a much younger boy who by the way lived through the experience just fine so don't start crying. I talked to the poor woman who was driving the car. She was still shaking and terribly upset. She said it happened up on Indian Creek Road. Two boys came down one of the dirt roads out of the hills as fast as they could on their bikes and without looking or stopping rode right in front of her. She hit the smaller boy, then he asked her to drive him to his grandparents' house which was downtown near the CNR Center.

It reminded me of the time my brother got hit by a car when he was seven and spent a month in a body cast in the hospital. As I recalled there was not much liability since my brother was riding erratically and wasn't looking where he was going.

I guess it is time to review bicycle safety with the kids. My son rides as fast as he possibly can around this town. He's very fast. I will corner him and discuss safety with him.. probably tonight during our homeschool session.

This semester I'm reading a bicycle touring manual with him so this will give us plenty of time to talk about the hazards of the road.

Thursday, July 08, 2004

A Road Sign

My daughter had one of these road signs posted on her weblog so naturally I had to try it. Well she had Much Better Stuff on hers, like happiness, wealth, eternal marriage, etc.

Linda Jo Highway
Bewilderment Avenue6
Study Hall144
County Jail533
Please Drive Carefully

Where are you on the highway of life?


What really bothered me was the suggestion to visit all these places. Why on earth would I want to visit a jail?

Saturday, July 03, 2004

The Monthly Grants Pass Shopping Trip

During winter months the pass to Grants Pass, Oregon is closed due to snow in the Siskiyou Mountains, but by late spring the road is open and we like to go over the hill every month ... once a month at least.

Today I drove over to Grants Pass with both my teenagers. Mainly we just go shopping at Walmart. When we got home tonight the kids were enthusiastic about using all the new toys. We got a new vacuum cleaner and of course they both had to try it out. Amazing how much dirt collected in our carpet since the last one broke. We live in the mountains and dust seems like a way of life around here.

I'm always happy to get back home after a long drive out of town. On the way home we saw the full moon and it was so pretty - we stopped just to look at it.

Monday, June 28, 2004


Both Keith and I have been feeling more tired than usual lately. Yesterday he mentioned this to me and said he wanted to start taking vitamins. This surprised me - especially since I'd just been thinking the same thing a few hours before. So I got out my vitamins which I bought about three months ago and haven't used regularly, and gave him half. I hope this weak feeling passes soon.

Saturday, June 19, 2004

Helicopter Attack!

I feel like I've been under attack by helicopters all day - ever since I woke up. I live just down the hill from the heliport and consequently am used to having them make a bit of noise in summer months. Well of course my first thought was that something terrible was happening - most likely a forest fire. But after a full day of this annoying noise I'm thinking it must be training exercises for the forest service. There's been no sign of flames or smoke in the area. Ah, the joys of living in the middle of a national forest!

Besides forest fires, the only reason a helicopter comes here is to pick up an emergency patient - usually a heart attack victim. There's been nothing on my scanner today about the helicopters so I'm guessing this is just a training thing... all day long!... I could do with some peace and quiet at this point. Its starting to get on my nerves.

I even sat here thinking about how the Davidians at Waco must have felt having to listen to government helicopters circling their home all those terrible days...

Friday, June 11, 2004

Reading Other People's Blogs

You know, I just now realized I really prefer reading women's blogs instead of mens... usually. I was looking through the pages of bloggers at and kept coming across men's lists of interests ... where they shared one interest with me. And most of the rest of what they listed was for me like reading a foreign language. Technology? Sports? Count me out! I would just prefer to read women ranting about their failing relationships or showing off about what perfect kids they have or fretting over some wretched incident that happened at work that day.

To me this just goes to show how men and women think differently. And of course... there's some men and women who cross over and are able to communicate with the other sex effectively. For them I'll be grateful.

In the meantime... I wonder why there aren't more older women such as myself blogging. I've found two recently. One was a new blogger and after leaving her a comment complimenting her blog and promising to return - she never posted again! I wonder if I scared her away.

Saturday, June 05, 2004

New BMX Bicycle for Aaron

Oregon is only twenty miles north of where I live so it wasn't a MAJOR journey - just a shopping trip with my 14-year-old son Aaron. We went there yesterday to purchase a new bike for him.

We got to BikeKraft at 4pm giving us plenty of time for shopping. The bike was his birthday gift - he was born on June 1.

Bikes are his life. He has been learning the art of bike mechanics for years.

He had the choice of a mountain bike or bmx. I thought the mountain bike was best but he chose a bmx. I am happy to report I didn't try to make him see things my way - and he is now following his bmx dreams.

Aaron's new BMX bicycle is a root beer brown SE Mauler 3.0".

Tuesday, June 01, 2004

Fish? Or Miner's Lettuce and Pine Needles?

Today is my youngest child's 14th birthday.

He just got back from a fishing trip. Now, there's something I never wanted to do. Fish. Something about the look of dead fish doesn't seem appetizing to me. But to each his own.

I was happy he went fishing with his friends.. and one of the friends' father. Out of the group, my son is the only one who doesn't know his father. Its not like we mope around being sad about that all the time, but I thought it was way-cool that he got to go on a fishing trip with someone else's father so he could see what it was like.

I also am happy he's learning to get food. The way the world's going, he might need that skill for survival someday. If he can go to a lake, kill a fish and eat it he would be more likely to live through disaster than someone like me who would try surviving on miner's lettuce and pine needles.

Tuesday, May 25, 2004

My Dog and the Local Wildlife

I have been working all night (web design job) and for the last hour my border collie, Mairi, has been very restless. I think something's out there, if you know what I mean. It could be Bigfoot or aliens, but I doubt it.

Almost as scary, it could be a cougar. We've had one circling around through our neighborhood for months now. A few nights ago it was spotted taking a midnight stroll through the Bear Cove Cabins just downhill.

I saw it on our porch one night a few months ago - we don't leave cat food out there any more.

We've heard its call many times, but I've never actually seen one except for that one night it was on the porch. I turned on the light then opened the door as it was leaving. I am happy I only saw the back end of it... in hasty retreat.

My Mairi chased it down the driveway - brave doggie... or foolhardy. Probably the latter. She's really into protecting her family. I won't go outside at night without her... we know if anything's out there she'll be the first to react.

Sunday, May 23, 2004

Computer Monitor Repair Needed

Today my daughter's monitor stopped working. It seems to have a bad switch because when she plugs it in it just keeps making a loud clicking sound, and the little green light goes on and off. I've never repaired a monitor before.

What should I do? Leave me a message if you know the answer. Meanwhile she's using her brother's monitor which he doesn't mind too much as he hasn't used it in months.

Wednesday, May 19, 2004

Color Schemes

I just love playing with this Color Schemer Studio. I use it for choosing website colors...

My Daughter Wants My Attention

I've had a rough day. My daughter is a teenager. I love her to pieces but I get frustrated.

For example today she sent me some bad IMail messages. I ignored them so she came out here and unplugged my computer when I was in the middle of doing something. I pointed out I was totally innocent of doing anything to provoke her messages or other behavior... she finally apologized but continued to want my attention, etc.

Lots of time spent with her.

Then she went to her bedroom... I just had to go back there to see if she was okay and then she trapped me in her bedroom. Big mistake to go in there!

Tuesday, May 18, 2004

Easy Template Change

It was another time management decision. Rather than designing another blog template I decided for now I'll use one of's new templates... plus I've turned off the archives for the time being. Maybe later I'll restore the other pages that were here but for today I don't want to deal with it.

Why did I change my blog template? Because I was tired of seeing pink! It was pink, pink, pink for several years and somehow that color no longer fits my personality.

Monday, May 17, 2004

Leaving AFRA, a Time Consuming Activist Organization

Today I made a major time management decision. I said "no" to AFRA. Oh my... I cannot believe how liberated I feel. Now don't get me wrong. I LOVE AFRA. I really do. And I love the people there. That's why it was a major time-consuming addiction for me. So I wrote to the founder and the vice-president and said I'd no longer be participating.

In case you're wondering, AFRA is the American Family Rights Association. I'm an activist more than an advocate but call me either. I care about family rights and am concerned about families torn apart by false accusations. So I've had a family rights website online for four years.

My decision is to moderate my time commitment by participating only in my website and not in AFRA activities in the future.

After turning off the mailing lists and adjusting to my new activity level today I had the pleasant sensation of having time for other things like my writing (remember that!?).

Saturday, May 15, 2004

Aaron Learns How To Repair His Playstation 2

More on Playstation 2 repair...

It lasted a few days then needed to be cleaned again. This time Aaron took it apart and watched as I cleaned the laser lens. Then he put it back together and it works great again.

He's really happy now that he knows how to fix it himself. As he said, now he doesn't have to be unhappy if it quits reading the disks again. It is such a frustrating and helpless feeling not to know how to fix it.

There's so much dust in our countryside environment.. I'm sure this is a skill he'll use again and again.

I should probably be writing about this in our homeschooling weblog.

Tuesday, May 11, 2004

Playstation 2 Repairs

Yesterday morning I fixed the Playstation 2! I fixed the disk read error problem and the disk tray, which was totally stuck. Well, Aaron enjoyed playing with it for an hour or two, then the disk read error began again. How frustrating! Now I'll have to open the box and try again.

Playstation 2 Repair Guide

Monday, May 10, 2004

Missed Communications, Shopping and a Broken Playstation

Yesterday was Mother's Day. My oldest daughter, Simoné, called me from Georgia. Unfortunately I wasn't there to get the call and she just left a message. Then I called my mom and left a message. Then I called Simoné back and left a message. Yay for message machines, but I kind of miss the old days when we used to really connect with one another more often.

I drove to Grants Pass with my son in the afternoon - to buy him shoes. That was my primary purpose for going there. I like buying the kids' shoes at Big 5 Sporting Goods because the sales on brand-name athletic shoes are enticing. Aaron got a pair of Spaulding court shoes... they look great.

Then we went to Walmart and bought paint for his bedroom and the livingroom. He chose blue and yellow paint - to be applied with a roller that will make it looked textured, like stucco. The roller cost nearly as much as the paint! I got everything we need to complete the project. My livingroom will be white with green trim.

I also got all the supplies we need to fix his Playstation 2. I found a cool repair guide online so now all I need is nerves of steel and brains... to get this thing fixed. It is the second Playstation 2 he's owned. They seem to break down a lot. Right now we're dealing with disk-read errors and a CD tray that won't open.

Wednesday, April 21, 2004

My Daughter's Birthday

Today was my daughter's fifteenth birthday. She stayed home most of the time except for a short shopping trip and a drive up the mountain to check the snow level.

Thanks to Susan and Kyle for sending gifts to her!

I wanted to take her on a shopping trip to Oregon next month but she's decided she likes the idea of online shopping -- and staying home. We're many miles from any shopping centers. The nearest mall is a 3 hour drive away.

Now my son is asking me to take him to Yreka next month - to get gardening supplies. He's got a plan (on paper) for landscaping the front yard and already started implementing his side yard plan. It will look great here if he gets all this done this year. But because its raining this week not much is happening outside. He's been painting his bedroom instead.

Sunday, April 18, 2004


I've had this weblog for three or four years. Today I finally installed comments. Usually few people use my comment systems so ... it hasn't been much of a priority, but now its done. Leave a message, if you will.

The Case of the Shaking Cabin

I woke up in the middle of the night - and couldn't sleep so I got up to get some work done on a website I maintain. Now I'm feeling so sick!

My dog just got up and scratched or shook herself, and it made the whole house vibrate. I didn't know she could do that. Hopefully it was just the dog and not an earthquake. We live in a cabin-like house in the woods, but it really isn't that flimsy.

Saturday, April 17, 2004

Third Generation Pages

The next thing to do on this site is to go to the third generation pages like the memoirs and poems, and be sure they are all in the same format. One page at a time.

When in Doubt, Reboot

Finally! I rebooted the computer and now it publishes to my site again! How tempermental.... why, why, why? But I will not complain - I am just so happy it works and I was finally able to figure out a way to delete the old site for this weblog.

Blog Frustration

After adding the no-robots meta tag I am having trouble getting this weblog to publish to my site again. How frustrating it can be.


The question is - why is it so hard to delete a blogspot account?

I want to delete my account... but it seems impossible.

Friday, April 16, 2004

Ta-Done! Lots of Things . . .

It is 4 and here's what I've done today:

woke up at 10 due to having a long bout of insomnia last night;

journaled less than a page;

cleared a multitude of spam emails out and downloaded email;

contacted 2 clients;

referred a grieving parent to an activist near him;

contacted an online shopping service that let me down after taking my money (first time that ever happened!);

contacted the county assessor's office about business property;

did financial paperwork (always so much fun... not);

went on errands to the post office, pharmacy and grocery store;

phoned the tribe and got told to phone back on Monday;

approved messages for a mailing list I manage;

ate lunch;

updated three pages on this website (Linda's Life).

Now I have to get to work on a client's site.

Thursday, April 15, 2004

What Aaron Likes To Talk About

Long day - and I'm still not done. Aaron wants to talk. Mostly its about going over jumps on his bike. He never seems to tire of talking about that. Or anything, for that matter. He's a very verbal person. Age 13. He goes out to visit friends almost daily. They just love the way he knows how to fix their bikes and he appreciates being with others who want to talk about bikes all day long.

Musing About Blog Changes

I'm re-writing the HTML in this weblog and am thinking of changing to another design. But there's so many other things to do to make this work right again. I want to gather all the photos and graphics and pages onto this server - get everything together in one directory again. Its coming right along. Then I need to review all the old pages, and make sure every page looks okay. It will all be in one subdomain over at my website.

[Update: It was on the other domain for a while then I moved it back to blogspot.]

I'm trying for four billable hours today - though I usually work six to ten hours a day at my business.

Wednesday, April 14, 2004

Chicken Pox and Gardening

I have so much to do today - and am feeling sick. I've already been up and working since 2 am.

My son just got over chicken pox and my daughter is getting them - though since she had a shot we hope it won't be as severe a case.

I had them when I was very young. I don't remember being sick as much as I remember when my mother told me it was okay to go back outside and play again. We were living in a house on Mira Vista Drive in El Cerrito then - and I remember being able to go outside to play on the swing - and my mom cutting my fingernails - and her putting clothes on the line or taking them down... something like that.

It was a pretty yard with lots of flowers.

This morning I went outside and planted the rest of my flower seeds. We've already got some things coming up in the garden. Hopefully a lot of these seeds will grow too. We bought new topsoil for the flower bed this year. My son has worked hard to landscape the yard.

Tuesday, April 13, 2004

Starting LindaJoMartin.Com

I finally got my own server space and moved onto - I'll be putting most of my weblogs here (at least, that's the plan). This one is more private than the others - it is now protected from spidering so future posts won't be in the search engines. Much better!

Anyhow - I've been way too busy since February and haven't been able to reach all my goals. That's a disappointment... but I've developed my web design business more. That's the good and the bad of it.

Now I have to get back to work.

Friday, February 06, 2004

Never Nothing To Do

I'm staying busy with webdesign jobs and writing a collection of children's novels. I've come up with a good unique factor to put in the first novel in the collection - which is nearly written now. But I have to think of equally compelling gimmicks for the other novels or my readers may be disappointed. It sure puts my creativity to the test.

This weekend, however, I'll be doing mostly webdesign. I have so much to get done. I can't complain about not having enough work to do. My daughter asked me just this morning why I never have nothing to do. (That seems to be her problem.) If it were me and I thought I had nothing to do I'd pick up a good book to read and that would take care of that!

Saturday, January 24, 2004

I Leave You My Jounals

Last night Keith asked me about my journals... not the online ones, but the ones I keep on real paper, in spiral bound notebooks. He asked, "Do you have a lot of those collected here someplace?"

I said yes.

Usually he barely notices what I'm doing, but obviously I fill one notebook after another with my writing - they have to be someplace... so he asked me how many.

I said I've probably got between ten and twenty of them now.

He asked me what to do with them if I die. Morbid thought!

Well, I told him to give them to some historical society. I don't know if any of my kids would even care to have them, or if they would value them. For all I know they'll look at my volumes of paper and toss them in the trash. So I said probably some local historical society would be willing to take them on. If not, well... give them to the kids and whatever happens happens.

I admit, I did write these somewhat with an eye to the future, hoping someone, someday would take an interest in my ramblings about daily life.