I didn’t realize it before, but I did. I just,well, in spite of my protests to the contrary, I really do like people. It is so much easier to sell something when all it involves is helping someone find something they want; when you can engage with them on a personal level. I am so glad to be productive again. I guess my boss noticed too. I’ve been there a week and she gave me a $1.00/hr raise, and promised another next month.
The other freelance gig however is driving me crazy. I’m not sure I’m in over my head but trying to learn Dreamweaver and Flash all at once is a little daunting. I had agreed to author 4 static pages for the rate that we agreed on. It has become a job that involves copywriting, flash authoring, and some pretty sophisticated XML that is way past, WAY PAST, anything I’ve ever done before. And it needs to be finished tomorrow.
And I’m tired. I mean sleepy. Part of me thinks I should just stay up all night and jam it out. The sensible part of me says I should go to bed and hit it in the morning. Maybe I’ll eat something first.
Remind me that I want to talk about how we share in meetings.
Dennis is a “30 day wonder†and an unfortunate artifact of my bad old days; and he was at the meeting I went to last night. I don’t normally attend the local gay AA meeting except on milestones. I’ve heard that all you need to start a new meeting is a resentment and a coffee pot. I was halfway there when I realized there were 179 other meetings in the Treasure Valley that weren’t Gay AA, so I saved myself the cost of a Mr. Coffee and looked for the solution elsewhere. The meeting I attended last night, though, was nothing like. No. That’s a lie. It was not so much like the dull and decidedly non-spiritual meetings I grew resentful at. I was really happy I was there.
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