Sad, I used to write here weekly. Now, not so much, I haven’t been making time for my writing. 🙁
Plus side, I completely re-did a website, for the major client, StomperNet. This was a complete and massive overhaul of their existing site into the site you see now. The funny thing is that someone said, “Don’t let it go to your head and stop.” Funny 🙂
There are other clients, plus I need to increase my income a great deal to be able to travel and move into a house with a nice office. But besides that I don’t really get the concept of resting, which is evident in that most of my friends are online. Then again, while other people say “Hey I gotta go, my significant other or kids is home. I need to spend time with them.” I can say that about work!
Married to Work
Don’t know how this would apply to all the “cute” couple stories or the lovey terms that couples exchange. This week has been rather full of those, worse this included a guy I had a crush on. And people asking so how long has it been since you were on a date. 9 months. 6 months before that. 12 Dates in 4 years, if you must know. So I choose to marry work.
Probably via most common law marriage laws, I’m probably considered married to work.
This is my fate, I walk alone. Work, write and travel are the dreams I can fulfill. So starting today, this will be my life. Write, work, travel, write, work. The world doesn’t stop turning because of one site or one single success, especially not one that will be forgotten within years. Yet time marches on… time to make a mark.
Ah yes, I enjoy coding, I enjoy social media as well which is why I’ve changed from WordPress to web presence. Plus you see the above need to make more money? Building web presence is something that must be done constantly, thus it creates monthly income. This is what needs to built so I can have regular income, and I have started charging more for set ups and fixes. (Thank you Adam, Lee and Nicole) That income is not reliable so I must charge more.
You see, I need a mattress, I want a Kindle. I need to pay my bills, I want to replace and fix some things. I need no wheat, no corn, no soy food for my pets (food allergies), I want fresh fruit. I need a house, I want to travel. These things cost money… and while at a job I had to trade my time for money, I refuse to do so now. So work I must… said in a Yoda voice.
But it’s more than that… it’s also the fact that there is a story I must tell. And while I had to wait for the correct time… (I needed to grow more) the story is no longer sitting and waiting silently. It is begging to come forth… So I need to be a bit more married to the writing side of who I am. Leave my mark by pen and paper.
Live, Work, Write, Love