I am queen of procrastination

I consider myself to be a fairly motivated person...but lately, I realise that I'm just not. I'm really bad at keeping up with things. The fact that it just took me 30 minutes to find this blog, as well as the User ID and Password for it, is, well, pathetic.

What is it that we can just continue to put off things for another day? I have clipboards upon clipboards of projects that I've been meaning to accomplish. Just a month or so ago, I decided to put dates by each item. Not a date for completion, but for when I first put them on my list. This was suppose to show me how old things are that need to get done.

Does it ever! Half of my list is still from over a month ago...so why is it still there? Why can't I just get the things done quicker?

The oldest thing on my list? Putting golf balls on Ebay. I have a ton of them...I was supposed to do it 2 summers ago. And then it got stretched to Christmas...and then on and on and on. How sad is that? They're just golf balls!

I've started using my timer a little more effectively. A sort of "frenzied rush" to get the most amount of things done in a short time frame. I set it for 99 minutes and 52 seconds, (it's a digital timer, of course) and then just go through trying to cross things off. I'm down to 42:36 at the moment.

You guessed it...blogging was on my list. And its ridiculous, really....I have a list of things that I just need to write about...either for articles on QRJ or for my mystery shopping newsletter...or just random thoughts that come into my head...like little dancing fairies. But, still I procrastinate. I reason that I don't like to sit in front of the computer for long periods of time. Never time that I type 80 words a minute, so it really wouldn't take that long.

Whatever. I have other things to do...down to 39:52 right now...

Parenting the right way

So, I'm moving again...out of state. And any time I move, inevitably, I always get asked this question:

"How do your parents feel about you moving so far away from them?"

I probably shouldn't be offended by this, but I am. I'm an adult, I've never lived this close to my parents before, and it was a temporary thing to begin with. I've never consulted them on any place that I chose to live...and wouldn't think to. It's my life, isn't it?

I have to say, that I'm very proud of my parents because they were able to define their lives outside of their children. Their happiness doesn't hinge on my proximity to them, so I'm actually free to have a life!

You see it all the time, children who are forced into careers that they don't want because of their parents. Children who are forced...or guilted...into living in areas because their parents can't bear to be too far.

I dated a guy like this once. He had the soul of a musician, but the guilt of his parents nagged him into a civil engineering job...just like them. He grew old quickly, and by the time he was nearly 40, settled into a routine...convincing himself that getting a pension was more important than feeding his passion.

I refuse to let this happen to my children.

slowing emerging....

Yeah, its been awhile...

I am happy to report that I now have a computer! (yea!)
But am completely overwhelmed at trying to catch up...(booo!)

The newsletter forms should be working, although I don't suspect that I'll send an ezine out until October. I have a lot of catching up to do.

In the meantime, I've been accruing web design projects left and right...and I'm tired. I just want to take a nap.

But, I just wanted to report that things are slowly getting back to normal. I haven't yet gotten everything back to good...if you're looking to be an exclusive rep, please continue to be patient...there's a lot of stuff I have to go through.

I'm seriously in the need of a personal assistant.

sigh...

Important Announcement

Ok, so here's the deal:

I haven't had a computer in a month and a half. During this time, the QRJ site has switched hosts, and I have not had a chance to learn the new program. I am very aware that there are broken links, missing email forms, and other fine stuff.

If you have emailed me...I probably haven't gotten back to you, because...I DON'T HAVE A COMPUTER.

If you want to be an exclusive rep, you can email buzzy@queenoftherandomjob.com, and I'll put you up in the order that was received.

The newsletter form is NOT working. If you've been trying to sign up for my newsletter, my deepest apologies! But, think of it this way, I can't send out newsletters right now because 1) I don't have a computer, and 2) for some reason my ezine service thinks I did only a temporary thing, (Even though I paid them for the service) and has suspended my account. I have no idea whether I still have the names of people in my database, because, again, I have no computer, so I can't check.

I thought about just taking down the darn site until things get back to normal, but was asked not to, as there are still a lot of good articles and such...

So, please, bear with me as I try and regain some assemblence of order.

Trust me, I'm almost ready to have a royal heart attack.

What a freaking mess

I went on "vacation"...so to speak...and I actually got to relax for about 3 days. Then I headed out to Chicago for a Wealth Retreat, and actually got a lot of good information. I'll write about my experiences and all that I learned at a later date. Unfortunately, I apparently entered hell upon my return.

Michigan is hot...hot hot hot.

I live in an art gallery...no windows, no air conditioning. It's been miserable. I'll tell my woes of trying to get an air conditioner at a later date, but its suffice to say that I have not been able to focus or get anything done due to the heat. It's gross.

Of course, it really doesn't matter, because my computer has decided not to work. I took it in before I headed out to Chicago, and it worked for 2 days after I returned, and then it decided to die on me. I've taken it to 2 technicians...and believe me, I'll gripe about my computer woes at a later date.

While in Chicago, I got a wicked cold, and wasn't able to finish recording my CD Rom when I returned..of course that doesn't really matter, because I'm not able to edit the audio already recorded to find out what needs to be added, because, yep, my computer is dead.

I switched hosting for my Queen of the Random Job site, because Yahoo wants to charge WAY too much just to have php. I found someone to help me figure that stuff out, (I'm only proficient in HTML and Flash...still learning the other stuff) but of course, I haven't had time to learn the new hosting system, or figure stuff out...so now my newsletter signup form is all messed up, a lot of links are broken, and I can't really work on it because..my computer is dead.

Even now, I'm at a friend's house using DIAL UP to try and write this blog. Dial up...what a joke...

I started at a community college to learn php and MySQL...just taking one class because I'm tired of web designers screwing me over...(in case you're keeping track, I STILL havent' received the completed RAA site...5 months later) and the class is a fair waste of time...I'll gripe about the education system at a later date. Eight hours of my life a week, plus homework, and I'm no closer to learning ANYTHING that will help my business.

So, where does that leave me?

Tired, annoyed, and frustrated beyond belief. I'm feeling quite powerless to get anything done.

Maybe this is the gods way of telling me that I need a REAL vacation.

oi.

I'm going on Vacation!!!

It's only a half-vacation, but I will be technology free...ok, as technology-free as possible...

So no blogging for now!

Enjoy the holiday!!! I know I will!

-Buzzy

I'm overwhelmed

On the good side, I've actually had some time to go to the gym this week. On the minus side, I am completely overwhelmed with everyone tugging on me in 1001 directions.

I think I'm going to scream.

I just want to turn off my phone and ignore my email for 2 months so I can get stuff done that I need to.

Plus, I'm going out of town for 4 days this weekend, I have one day at home, and then I'm heading out again for another 5 days.

I'm completely overwhelmed....and there's no need to be.

I have a hard time saying, "no" to people...and I have an even harder time putting my needs ahead of someone else's...

I need to work on that. But for now, the phone's ringing again.