Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Waxing Moon
Saturn Retrograde
Venus Retrograde
Sunny and pleasant

In case I don’t go online tomorrow, or my computer implodes, I’m a guest on April 1 & 2 on Ye Olde Inkwell, talking about freelancing. I hope you will hop on by.

The March wrap-up for Goals, Dreams, and Resolutions will go up this afternoon. I will post April’s To-Do list on the 2nd.

Yesterday was one of THOSE days. I hissed and spat at Microsoft for a good portion of the day, because when it comes to this Conficker brouhaha tomorrow, they are no help. I don’t know why this comes as a surprise to me. So, either the computer blows up tomorrow or it doesn’t. I downloaded two security somethings – one of which “might” wipe my drive – not acceptable. Anyway, I plan to back up what I can, remove the flash drives, clear as many projects off my desk as possible and send them out, and THEN do the update tonight. Either it will work or it won’t, and my money’s on the latter. It’s not like McAfee’s going to protect me – they didn’t even send out any suggestions for extra protection. Remind me again why I pay them? Not that I’m important enough to hack into or anything, but I’m ripe as collateral damage. I was ready for a glass of wine by 1:30. But I held off until 5, in spite of the fact that it’s always 5 o’clock somewhere!

I may try a few other precautions as well, rather non-traditional ones, so to speak.

Sent off the article; wrote and sent off the review. And then couldn’t get out a coherent, typo-free sentence for the rest of the day. Worked on client projects. Helped my mom with her taxes. Pitched a few jobs. Negotiated with someone who was a potential client a few months ago, but went with someone cheaper. The person didn’t work out (gee, there’s a surprise), so the client wants to hire me – at the previous person’s rate. Uh, no. I was gracious (through gritted teeth), but refused. The research time alone is worth approximately 8x more than the payment, and then there’s the writing . . .

The play is closed, the cast is sad, and we’re having a barbecue in May. Something to which to look forward.

Two of the actors requested another play using their characters. I already figured out the first scene and most of the plot.

I spent way to much time on Twitter. Gotta say, it’s a good stress buster.

I may wind up staying off line tomorrow just for a mental health day, even if the computer works well.

I had a great morning’s writing – not on anything scheduled, but I had an inspiration and ran with it. 2K in less than an hour, and I could have kept going, had I not needed to leave for the mechanic’s. I’m off to get the car inspected for the state sticker, and then, I hope, hope, HOPE to have a very productive day so I can sort out the computer. And let’s hope it doesn’t all go kaplooey tomorrow.

I still can’t believe that April 2 will be the SIXTH YEAR of Ink in My Coffee. Who knew I had so much to say? Thanks for joining me on this creative journey.

Devon

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