Saturday, September 12, 2009

first rain

I find when I have the most to talk about I often get stuck in a rut with my writing. The problem is simply I don't know where to start or how everything would relate. It's the worst kind of writer's block. I would wake up in the morning, be in the shower, driving, running, sitting on the can and come up with perfectly coherent paragraphs in the most inopportune time. By the time I get around to write it down the thought is long gone. I seem to write well when I am emotionally charge, e.g. pissed off. My life is good right now. I haven't been writing much. There is not much to rant on.

It has been a month since I started my new job. I'm picking up on it fairly quickly. It's a fun subject for me and I can really utilize my organizational skills. I need to get some projects listed or I will forget about them. I saw some super cheap binders today at Target and remembered I was suppose to make a handbook. There is so much to do. I have one more free Friday next week then I will be plunged into full time work for the next six months. People have been asking me if I started to freak out yet. In truth, I did not think too much of it until Thursday night. All of a sudden I have a huge amount of responsibility. My existance becomes somewhat important and all of my work becomes critical. I have not freaked out yet. A lot of it is my personality. I'm just calm. But I also think in this case I am confident I will do a good job. If my managers believe I can do it, I will prove how I can do it above and beyond. There is so much to organize and do. I need to make spreadsheet so that I can import it into a filemaker database as I find time to create one to play with. I need to train myself to drop it all when I walk out the door.

With the less amount of free time I suspect I will work even less on my website. It's shaping up in my head. There is so much content I want to create and so many features I want to implement. Flexibility will be key.

The best shopping I have done lately is at the Saturday morning farmers market in Stockton. The freshes produce and the best prices around. I have so many ideas when I see these things. I made (and just finished eating) tomatillo salsa last week. It's a learning experience. It was delicious, and I wish I had chronicle it in my yet to exist website.

No comments: