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It's almost 7 already? I was up at 5 AM, and while I've done some stuff this morning, there's no way I would have guessed that nearly 2 hours have gone by. My inner clock must be way off this morning. I'm wondering if it's because I lose myself when I'm writing, and I probably spent more time than I realized writing for eHow and polishing my first few articles.

Today's looking like a full day. I'm glad the girls went to daycare yesterday because the rain would otherwise make them stir-crazy.* Maria and I have D&D to go to tonight, so that'll take up our entire evening, and then this morning I want to clean out my workshop some more, actually make it useable as both a workshop and a pantry. After that I'm hoping to do some in-the-house cleaning, making the kitchen not quite the mess it is. Off to get some Pho (Asian Soup) for lunch and trade in a bunch of my Wii games that I just don't play. Then D&D.

So, pretty busy. Could be busier, but this gives me some early morning time to relax, write a few things, read a lot, and generally just "chill."

Hip kids still say "chill," right? And they still say "hip?" I'm "down." I'm "with it!"

*You're right. This sentence has nothing to do with anything around it. For some reason it just felt as though it belonged, so I left it.

Okay, so here's the rundown for the day. Keep up with me if you can.

I'm going to class at 11, which means that in order to get a good parking spot I have to leave here by 10. That way, even if I don't get a good spot, I'll have time to bike to class from wherever I do end up parking. Before then I have to make sure the 5 puppies, plus my two dogs, are empty enough that they'll last a couple of hours without making a mess. I'm not worried about my two girls, because they're old enough to know better, but the five puppies? Well, they're puppies.

After class I'm swinging by Maria's work to pick her up for lunch. We'll come home, where she'll graciously and thankfully take the puppies out back to run around the big yard while I cook a nice lunch for the both of us, after which she'll go back to work, and I'll be stuck with the puppies. Hopefully they'll be tired enough that it won't matter.

During this time between Maria leaving for work and about 4:30, I'll be making pizzas. I need to make 4 12-inch cheese pizzas. 1 for Maria's dinner, and 3 for the D&D group I'm a part of, which I'm doing at 6 tonight. Add in clean-up time for afterward (proper pizza making is a VERY messy business) and you're talking more hours than I have. Plus, dishes.

I'm going to be late for D&D, though, because from 5-6 PM there's an Arabic review session and given my performance as of late, I feel the need to go. It could be worthless or very helpful. I'm hoping the latter, obviously.

Then, D&D. Relaxation. After that, home. Relaxation. Sleep.

The last bit's not too bad.

I've had a few people write to me, lately, and ask about my job. Mostly, they're interested in knowing how I got it, and how they can get something similar. I can understand the attraction of working from home, making your own hours, and making as little or as much as you care to because I love that. Unfortunately, I can't really help.

See, I started my position by going to work at a building that wasn't my home every day for about 6 months. I was very good at what I do, which is transcription, and very reliable. I was consistently the fastest person, with the best accuracy rating. I'm not bragging, just explaining why my boss one day said "Jeremiah, I trust you. We have a lot of people here, and not enough computers. Do you want to work from home for a few days, and see how it goes?"

Of course, I said yes.

After a while I got hired directly, as before that I was a temp. Then, things got a little screwy. I got married, and moved to Delaware. Unfortunately, moving to Delaware was a big problem for the company, and they had to let me go. About a week after I was given notice, my boss called me and asked me to work as a contractor, making money per record instead of per hour.

Well, since I was so fast, the per record was almost a 25% raise, so there was no way I could say no, and that's what I've been doing ever since.

When people ask me for information all that I can tell them, due to some non-disclosure agreements that I signed, is that I work through the internet, have to have high speed internet, and that I do transcription. Oh, and that I'm a contractor as opposed to an employee, which has lots of connotations in and of itself. I wish I could tell more, but my boss has not yet given me permission to give out any other information, and I've asked a few times.

So, if you're looking for an easy work-from-home position, they do exist. Unfortunately, they're just not easy to get. Anyone promising you some "easy work-from-home-make-lots-of-cash" thing is lying, and probably trying to scam you. It's just not that easy, as much as I wish it was.

On that note, anyone looking for a really fast transcriptionist to work from home transcribing anything they'd like? My current job has hired more contractors, so I'm not making as much as normal and need to take on another contract or two. Anybody? Hello? Bueller?

Feeling sub-par lately. I'm okay right now, the blood pumping from my morning aerobic workout, but the past couple evenings have been sort of a mishmash of feeling out of place and upset. The worst part is that I'm not sure where these feelings are coming from; I pride myself on knowing (even if I don't admit it) why I'm feeling or acting the way that I am. I like to think I'm very in touch with myself. For some reason, that's been skewed lately.

Still, the more I think about it (as in, "this is coming to me right now") the more I think it may stem from frustration as the root, with other little things coming in from the side. I'm frustrated lately a lot over my weight, which is silly because I'm actually doing fairly well despite a few setbacks. I'm frustrated that I'm not rolling in the money, which is also silly because I'm not doing anything that should have me raking in the dough yet. I'm frustrated at the fact that, well, let's just say that I'm generally frustrated.

If someone else were saying "I'm frustrated, but that's silly" I'd tell them that feelings can't be helped. If you're frustrated, then you're frustrated, and that's that. You can't wish it away by saying that it's silly, you have to face the frustration head-on. You shouldn't make yourself feel bad for feeling the way you do, you have to just accept that it is what it is, and deal with it. If you tell yourself "But that's silly" then you're trivializing your emotions, which does nothing but make you feel small about yourself, and helps in no way what-so-ever.

So, instead of belittling my own feelings, let me take a quick look at them.

I'm frustrated about my weight. Well, today I bought a tape-measure as has been suggested by many people, and hopefully that can help show some improvement in areas other than weight. Maybe I really am putting on muscle and taking off fat, and if so then the tape will show it. Great. Even if that doesn't help, I'm working hard, and lost a little weight according to the Wii Fit, so that's good too.

I'm frustrated that I'm not raking in the money. Well, that has a lot to do with the fact that my job has turned into a one-week-a-month kind of position more than anything else. The queue is virtually empty, except for the first week of the month, during which time it's full from sunrise to sunset. I've put in roughly 19 applications in the past week and a half, heard back from a few, and am looking forward to learning about the other ones. About 8 of those 19 applications are ones I really kind of care about and am interested in learning more. I've heard nothing back yet, but we'll see. In the mean time, if I keep applying, and keep doing what work I can (AND maybe this cooking competition thing will pay off), then I can take solace in the fact that I'm pushing my hardest and really trying.

Other general frustrations can be faced down, but those two are the biggies. It's easier to hide the frustration under a veneer of anger and depression, but if I face those emotions, really adjust my thinking to realize where it's coming from, then I don't have to hide anything, and I can stop being down on myself for being an inconsolable ass.

/introspection

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