Not one of my better days. I left work after about an hour and a half because my tummy was being very unkind to me. I sit too far from the bathrooms to have survived the entire day. It had already been a near thing in that short period. Many hours later, after spending the day in bed, I am feeling a bit more steady. Fortunately I have a vacation day tomorrow. Knee doc no longer takes afternoon appointments so I had to take a day off. And given that my knee has flared up in a big way I’m kind of glad I had rescheduled. If I’m going to the knee doc I’d rather it’s when the thing’s acting up.
Baby is spending the evening with his daddy tonight, also a good thing. With that added break hopefully I’ll beat whatever bug’s bit me.
Not a whole lot of news. Life is hectic but overall reasonably good. I still dream of working from home or retiring altogether. G is still working on his software. He’s got good instincts for business. Unfortunately he works at one speed for all things: S-L-O-W. If you sell software as a business, you need to be able to respond quickly with updates, etc. It’s built around a programming language I don’t know well; ergo it’d be G’s baby. Let’s just say I’m not holding my breath.
This is the man who, some 8 or 9 months after we started looking for a house, made the lackwit statement that he felt he was being “pushed” once we finally started making offers.
Like I said – only one speed. (Unless you also count “stop” as a speed.)
Granted, I tend to run headlong where angels fear to trod (hey, I’m a Sagittarius; it comes with the territory!) but eventually you have to move your butt if you ever hope to accomplish anything.
Fortunately I pressed ahead on the house despite G’s foot-dragging. He eventually got excited and is now thrilled with the house. It even gave him bragging rights to his sister (who is retired and she and her spouse are in a tiny apartment in the Netherlands). It also gives us the space for guests sooner or later. We just need to get a sofa because right now we don’t have anyplace for guests to sleep. With a sofa the daughter unit could camp out on the couch and guests could borrow her room.
If the biz were my baby it might have a shot. As it stands I’ve handed the whole thing off to G. I bought a domain – that’s the sum total of my investment in the project.
Business is still in my future, in one form or another. I am seriously considering just throwing my novel out there as is, without the rewrite that’s been languishing for so long. I have to do SOME editing for clarity, which I should probably just bite the bullet and do. I want to get it up on Amazon and will offer it for cheap. Even at $2.99 a pop on Amazon I’d make the equivalent of what I’d collect per-copy from a publishing house.
I DID celebrate on one score: I finally registered the domain name that’s my original story name. I was bummed when about a year ago I went to register it only to find somebody else had grabbed it. Lucky for me I know this business well enough to wait. About 30 percent of registered domains get recycled after a year or less. (Smart business move, by the way: buy several names, test responses using Google AdWords, then dump non-performers.) The turnaround rate is significantly higher on the domains that don’t immediately lend themselves to commerce.
Eh, sorry. My inner geek escaped. At times it gets out of hand.