Poor Holly. How can you reach back far enough to put anything on the burns? I hurt for you
And Mrs. Robinson, thank heaven that they're going to have a boy...I hope the baby doesn't get saddled with a weird "masculinized" variation of the name of the twin who didn't survive.
Okay. Kids. If y'all haven't noticed, I've been MIA a lot in the past couple of weeks. Remember that S word? Stress? Nobody ever heard of stress when I was a kid; it's a recently discovered "disease". I've been stressed beyond imagination for a couple of months over my son's, shall we say, paucity of new clients/scarcity of work from current clients. He called just a few minutes ago--in the middle of the night--to tell me that he just got hired as a full-time, long-term contractor for a client he's been doing development work for from time to time over the past 10 years or so. Long-term translates to years.
He said he's just plain tired of the networking/schmoozing/grip-and-grin meetings required to get and maintain clients, not to mention the uncertainty of the income. He didn't mind, actually liked, doing it when he was in his 20s/30s/40s. Now he's 53 and just wants to work for a paycheck doing work that he likes and does well and let somebody else worry about the business end.
He'll probably keep his current clients and when anyone new contacts him, refer them to other developers that he knows.
I say
woohoo! There's just one thing...he has this bright idea that he'll be making so much money (yes, a lot of money) that I should quit working and he'll share half his income with me. Yanno what? That's really, really generous but
I don't want to quit working. I don't sit still very well. He insists that I'm working myself to death. I'd agree if I thought so, too, but I like being The Cleaning Fairy. I'm sort of making up for lost time, all the seemingly endless years that I spent "cube farming" in the corporate world when I could have been a cleaning fairy instead and doing something I really liked doing instead of doing what I was told or what was in the manual.
So. That's my news. It's 1:30 in the morning, and I'm going to bed. Stressless
