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Jul 07 2008

Redu Part 82

I swear it feels like it’s the 82nd time I have tried to find the best way for things here at the townhouse — today I moved my home office BACK up to my bedroom (where I had it for half a day when we finally did get our internet installed).

At some point tomorrow when the roomie notices, I will very calmly & clearly explain — I HAVE to work. I tried to do that downstairs, but the 4 days a week she & her son are home, I spend more time dealing with disturbances than working. I can not put in enough hours on the 3 days they are not home. I need to be able to work first thing in the morning and as late at night as I can stay awake for some deadlines. I have to be able to work without stopping to calm the dog back down after he gets woken up and hyped up. I have to be able to make phone calls next to my computer to write articles , not try to hide in my bedroom and take written notes (my handwriting has completely devolved beyond hieroglyphics ).

If she really has a problem with this, I don’t know what else to do. I have tried & it isn’t working for my office space to be in the center of the living areas. PERIOD.

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Jun 30 2008

webs and spirals and suchness

“Not the same kind of sky - still hoping I can get enough ‘left’ to shift my sight & experience the orbs. a very (too) clear sky compared to the fully fogged in one last week. clear blue They are off-kilter today and I am neither surprised, nor too concerned. ENOUGH conscious distraction — chanty time — A spider - upside down -

I right her, mark her location with a little stick in the sand & wonder if the crows would attempt to eat her.

baby goyeng

no orbs, but arcs from the sky to the water, but not extending to the land.”

she is indeed a baby tarantula that I came across this morning at Moonlight Beach. after surfing, brother James helped me move her to the plants growing on the strata to protect her — though I know she’ll move back to the sand to hunt.

We made plans for a long drive & talk to go to the Indian Store. The talk is good and I hope he takes away somethings. Otherwise, I will have to utilize some reeds for his Zen study ;)

He found the perfect bones to make some tools and I finally found a little dark carved wooden spider “charm” to honour the Grandmother Spider and keep her messages close to my ear.

I was just going thru the motions of the rest of the day as I was looking forward to the pagan wienie roast. Alas! The Universe decided to best I stay home and do some serious work — I began to edit MS #3 from the publisher I work for to pay the bills. They are something else I tell ya!! This writer . . . well . . . all of his characters . . . kinda hem and speak in . . . awe and . . . argh!!! AND he would love the pagan wienie roast as he firmly believes in WHICHs. Seriously, I thought I had seen all kinds but after these three — ONLY 3! I am amazed once again at how people’s brains work.

Doesn’t matter — these guys keep writing and I keep editing and I can keep this roof over our heads and food in our bellies.

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May 13 2008

juggling jelly beans

there are many little moments in the day of a work at home, work a little out of the home SAHM — there is the walking of the dog, the changing of the sheets as the 5 year old still has over-night bladder control issues, the ant invasion which strategically split into two fronts across the kitchen over night, there is the maneuvering into a 5 minute shower, don’t forget the mini-chocolate chip pancakes with fresh sliced bananas AND strawberries AND powdered sugar, there is the business phone call and working out details with the new landlord and you have just made it to 10 am!

Not much work work managed to get squeezed in, yet.

Write one of the blogs, shoot e-mails back & forth with one Boss - and cuz life ain’t easy those HAVE to be from a secondary e-mail as the primary and his primary suddenly are not on speaking terms, read important info from another boss, prepare interview questions based on reading for very important first interview , update info on the bizz website , deal with the glitches of it not publishing what it says it saved and file a time sensitive report with one teeny scrap of paper missing so you fudge it - all before lunch is served, which you have to make, of course.

Send boy & bigger boy out. Walk dog again, find uniform and something warm to wear after work, post one more web thingee, try to get Mac Afee to actually install all components without telling you they are incompatible with each other - they are ALL Mac Afee! And if you leave NOW you can catch the earlier bus to have enough time to grab lunch before clocking in.

Arrive at j-o-b , early early. Make an hourly week chart of what you should be doing to optimize your time so you can in fact juggle one out of the house j-o-b, two blogging gigs , a report writing gig, two editing job and kick your career into high gear as an editor and writer .

Breathe .

Allow for 17 hour day - 7 am till midnight as you are awake that long {or longer anyway} - on your chart. Realize that as long as ants do not invade the new kitchen, as long as dog has his new yard, as long as you lean on the other mama & your friends it is very doable. Schedule in library and park days so you can use the WiFi and the boys can entertain themselves.

Take advantage of the time when no one else is awake to edit & write. WRITE THOSE TIMES IN WITH RED! Explain to all the others that those are office hours and should be treated as if you are in your office, NOT at home. Breathe .

Maximize time when there is only one boy by scheduling knitting time then. BREATHE again. Keep focused. Delegate. Remember to print chore charts and arrange that cooking night so that meals are pre-planned & prepared ahead of time. {I scheduled in bread and baked goods baking time, too.}

Breathe deeply knowing you are NOT doing this alone ever again.

Home from work, deal with lost dog cuz no one pays attention and doors are left wide open, be the meanie who makes the toys be put away, the teeth be brushed, the pjs put upon, the Wii put away, because sigggh Dad can’t possibly do these things.

Breathe knowing this is only for one more week. Get everyone to bed, sit down in the office and instead of starting the great short story you outlined on the bus ride home fix the website issue, send out an e-mail to the new Meet-Up group members, thank writers for their testimonials , thank mamas for thanking you for being honest, and blog to vent as everyone else is already asleep in their other time zones.

Juggle them jellybeans . At least you don’t have to entertain elephants or keep kangaroos or ride reindeer. sheesh

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May 09 2008

collecting twigs, twine & twilight

Managed to connect with a potential new client, work on a report due tomorrow, write copy & publish another website for my new careers & fish for a paying job from a volunteer position today - as well as ride roller coasters at Legoland with my son & his father. Felt like I was gathering materials to construct a new nest.

Somewhere I have not only picked up steam, but something similar to confidence that I had not worn as easily before. It has grown from the little exercise of identifying myself as an editor as per db’s instructions. I have now committed to that on the web .

Beyond that I have even branched out & developed a website for the other stuff - the side of me that has been mostly in the hush hush, sequestered away in the shadows unable to thrive. By publishing this site , by linking it here , by a little e-mail to my friends I have come out of the closet.

I am a healer, a shaman. Many of my closest friends, my true family are aware of this. They support, encourage, assist me in this rather large part of who I truly am. I have never been quite sure why I am timid about calling myself by those titles.

It is much as not only referring to myself as an editor, but backing that up with “My starting rate is $60.” If I refer to myself as a healer, I need to back it up. But more than that.

I say “I am the biggest skeptic, for I have seen the truth.” I have walked with saints, messiahs, seen spirits, — see? even here I stopped typing, and started to edit, to filter, to say “ohoh, they are going to think you are a loon, judge you as less because of this.” Here is one why.

Upside of where I live, of who I know is that they do NOT see these “claims” as odd, indeed they have been nagging me, just as db does about editing, to DO soemthing about this, to craft a career out of my innate talents. It is with that familial support & love I can emerge from the darkness and do the daring & bold step of posting a website .

I can not be complete if I do not let my spirituality thrive. As I gather the building components of my new life, as I reclaim my identity & strengthen my self I need to be truthful and embrace every aspect of my true nature.

Twigs to form the foundation, twine to weave it together & twilight to surround the little nest with magic.

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May 08 2008

goat herding 101

Capricorn s are notorious at putting everything in place. We will do whatever it takes - head butting if it comes to that. Let me rephrase - we TRY to put everything in its place, but then along come, say, a Libra , an Aries, a couple of Aquarian s or maybe even a Leo.

All those nicely separated bins of toys are muddled, the well structured clothes drawer layout is mish-mashed, the finely designed living room arrangement is monkeyed into a fort. And that is just interior stuffs.

Given our druthers, {which you really should} the day would be laid out like a grand Roman city . We’ll even rise before the sun to accomplish the multitude of errands which would create a flawlessly highly accomplished day.

Don’t listen to rumors of our inertness. We only lay about when we are in give-up mode; as in we give up butting your belongings and your behaviour into the proper cubicles and compartments.

Today begins, to my Capricornian heart’s delight, the process of organizing a new life! There are details such as new cable/internet/phone services to be bundled & begun, address changes to be initiated, pre-school applications filled in, bedrooms & living areas to be Fung Shuied, and oh so many more dazzling, shiny, new tasks to manifest the perfect new life!

Last night, I began some other “chores” - I ordered business cards for both my editing & my healing practices, I published one of the 3 new websites I am building for my new careers, & I even acquired a toll free number for the one business as the new phone at the new house is still in the comings.

Now that J has been informed of the move, I can even begin packing and in a few days shuttling the goods to their new proper locations in the new blank home.

Let me move my way & I will use those 2 weeks to carefully, deliberately unpack each box into the absolute best spots in the new house. Kitchen cupboards will be exquisitely filled. Bedrooms will be exactly right for each family member’s enjoyment. The living areas will flow smoothly & organically.

Ahhhh. Maybe. I will start another business as a home organizer /declutter er. Hmm, more business cards?

Goat herding for your Disarrayed Life ~ let me organize you into the perfect space”

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May 05 2008

“Hello, I’m an editor.”

This is to be my new intro as I meet folks, followed {I have been instructed by the ever so persuasive DB} with “My starting rate is $60 an hour.”

And, indeedy-do I am, too! I have placed my editing & writing on the back burner for the last two decades years, doing some here & there, undercharging everyone I have ever worked for. Not anymore.

I have this blog. It led to another blog job with CoAbode. Last week, I began writing on Red Room. Today I officially was hired by an on-line publisher to work as a PAID editor. Yesterday I secured a location to teach writing classes & to provide editing services from. Last night, talked with the great DB and with his encouragement (read “pushing”} am moving steadily forward in my field.

I have been doing editing of some sort or other for over 20 year. I have been writing for 30. “Life” has, until now, been mis-organized in respect to my career. It was relegated to a “hobby”-like status. Oh no, babee. Not anymore.

“Hello, I’m an editor. My starting rate is $60 an hour. I’ll have to check my calendar to see when I can fit you in next month.”

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