Domestic Geek

OK, in cleaning out my car to get rid of it and going through several years of notes to myself, I found a scrap of paper in which I had written these URLs:

Amazing Farm Events
cornfieldmaze.com

I've seen these advertised the last couple of years, especially around Halloween. I must go check one out this year. The sad thing is that one has emerged with walking distance of where we lived in Byers. Figures.

Marcus came back from Tennessee wanting a change. Since we can't afford to move away from this hell hole trailer park, he went for the next best thing--this last weekend he rearranged our house. Our computer room and living room flip-flopped. The reason we had not done this before was the huge sectional sofa we had would only fit in the living room. Our fireplace has gone pretty much unused because it's hard to enjoy it in the midst of all the computer stuff. We were trying to figure out how to get rid of the big couch and get something smaller, but after looking at the god-awful ugly sofas on the market right now, we decided to just save our money and make the other one work in the other room. It looks a little goofy, but people don't come here much and we decided we could live with it. It's a little more intimate and you can sit closer to the television now.

Now comes the hard part--getting all the small stuff put away. Fortunately, I got into a cleaning up my life mood a couple of weeks ago and I've been slowing going through things and throwing out the stuff I don't/won't use. When the time comes to finally move away from here, I don't want to move the crap AGAIN that I haven't used in the 13 years Marcus and I have been together. Since I've learned the hard way (thanks to fruitless eBay sales) that the stuff I own is worthless, I'm giving it to charity or throwing it out. The thing that sucks most is work keeps getting in the way of my industrious mood. Boooooooooo.

Speaking of work, I'd better get to bed. I kept staying up too late last week in some sick mind game that I was playing with myself. It was like I thought that if I put off going to sleep, I'd put off going to crappy pizza job. Logically I knew that not to be true, but I was doing it anyway. Stupid. I was tired and cranky and would bawl at the drop of a hat. So, on that note, G'Night.

Oh, yeah...I get total control over what music I listen to when I have my own business. The stuff I'm listening to is making me tired and giving me a headache. I changed the tunes during lunch, but art director guy changed it back. Grrrr.

<sarcasm>I'm having so much fun, I must be dreaming. Somebody pinch me.</sarcasm>

I am so freakin' BORED today...and tired. I need a nap really bad. I usually catch up on sleep over the weekend. Didn't happen this week. Sitting cooped up in this dreary little office is the last thing I want to be doing today. *sigh* At least the owner took the art director out to lunch and I can make the post that I didn't get to yesterday.

Thanks to everybody who commented and emailed me advice yesterday about starting small businesses and grants. This is something I really, really want to do. I am so tired of the amount of my income being controlled by morons. I also hate not being able to control my work environment. I'm tired of being around filth and things that are broken. I've been working 60-70 hours per week for the last 9 1/2 weeks (wasn't that a movie?) and I feel I should have more to show for how hard I've been working. I'm really frustrated. I'm also not dillusional about how tough it's going to be to start a business. That's why I haven't quit my jobs and jumped in with both feet. I'm researching stuff and planning and all that mature stuff you're supposed to do as an adult.

Has anyone reading this ever bought a shirt (or any other merchandise) from Cafe Press? I was thinking of designing some stuff to try and sell there and then if anything takes off, have a large run of them done. If the quality of the products totally bite, though, I don't want to bother. Any info would be greatly appreciated.

I'm totally diggin' driving the new car. The best part--I'm only halfway through the tank that the dealer put in it on Friday. I've driven alot, too. I would've gone through two tanks in the old car. The sad thing is that nobody wants the poor little guy. I don't know what I'm going to do with him. I've got to get rid of it before the park owner starts complaining.

I am so bummed out about not having a garden. I broke down and bought a couple of tomato plants and a couple of other things that for the life of me I can't remember what they are (told you I need a nap) and I'm going to plant them in pots. Screw the park owners. If you keep raising my lot rent and everybody else around here can do whatever they darend well please, then so am I.

OK, I better get back to work.