I’m a horrible blogger

Ironically, the reason I’m a horrible blogger this time is that I’m working on putting together another blog, a different blog, and it’s requiring me to learn a slightly different skill set.  Also, there’s school, and five-week courses are meant to be very intensive, and they are.  I just have a couple of more days for this class (including finishing up my final paper), and I’ll be done until January.

All that having been said, here’s a little update and a heads up:

  • Life with the Saint is as wonderful as it was to start with, which might not seem much to you since it’s only been a few months, but my usual statute of limitations of “happy in cohabitating” is about three weeks, maybe a month if we don’t spend much time together.
  • School is, indeed, going very well, and I am still rockin’ the 4.0.  I’m finishing up Informal Logic (fantastic class, by the way!) and writing the final paper on how moral/ethical behavior is not correlative to belief in a godhead.
  • The kids are doing well.  Daniel’s diet works well, if we can keep him in the ketosis zone, which is challenging around being sick and punky.  The Charming Buddha’s ninth birthday was awesome, and he’s flourishing at school and with his grandmother after school.  Miles is rockin’ school, too, as is Lili.  Life marches on.
  • Joe and I should be legally and finally divorced just about any day now.  No lawyers battling it out, no court dramas, just a mutual agreement between friends.  He’s got the boys for the foreseeable future.
  • I am still knitting, making candies (since cookies are a little problematic), working at Michael’s Craft Store part-time, writing, etc.
  • The new blog will be on a new host, which has yet to be procured, but it will focus on reviewing “off-mainstream stories”.  I’ll cover B-flicks, horror, series, but mostly things you’d only find on Netflix or Redbox or Hulu.  More on that when it launches.  (I’m trying to fix the interface right now to do what I want it to.  Yes, you can guest-post if you email me first.)
  • In a couple of days, I’m going to post the Annual Days of You, the yearly challenge to share things about yourself.  I took the liberty of expanding it to 14 days this year – two full weeks – so your absolutely-gotta-post-by date is December 18th.

That’s the brief state of the union.  I’m hoping on slipping in a few more blogs soon.  I have a great post started about being jaded, and a few others on various similar topics, but for the most part, it’s all just a matter of real life being a little more important.

And video games.  I’m playing a lot more video games.

This is what a healthy me looks like.

I know you’re curious

Long ago, I would have itemized and described every single portion of my life in explicit detail for all the world to see, but somewhere along the way, I got out of that habit.  Maybe that’s because I like the idea of using my blog for potentially professional space, maybe I just learned to appreciate privacy.

Okay, let me define that:  I don’t really give a crap about my privacy, which I know sounds a little strange.  I’m not going to even indicate the existence of anything I don’t want you to know about.  The privacy that I respect the most is other people’s, and since my life is filled with other people, that’s what I try really hard not to discuss.

But… things are crazy, and people are giving me weird looks because I’ve been so tight-lipped about so much.  The last couple of weeks especially have been utterly insane, so here’s the scoop on the new Look of Life:

1) I can’t find a decent paying job to save my life.  I’m assuming it’s the economy, but the only jobs I can find that I can get into are either scams, variations on scams, or paying minimum wage to be scams.  And that’s not counting the ones that pay less than minimum wage (commission-only sales).  Unfortunately, this lack of income has led to…

2) I’m getting evicted.  My house in Irving is going away, I’m putting all my stuff in storage, downsizing the household, etc.  (I will likely be running a garage sale sometime this week and/or putting things up for grabs on Craigslist.)  And, yes, that means that…

3) The kids are dispersing.  Joseph and Daniel are going to stay with their dad full-time now (not counting next week when Daniel will be in the hospital to start the ketogenic diet), Lili and Miles are staying with my sister Debbie for the time being, because…

4) I’m staying with my boyfriend who only has limited space.

This last statement is the weirdest one for me by far because as I look back over time, I have only cohabitated with people I’ve been married to or were just roommates with, and while there’s that little tiny part of my brain that’s screaming about personal space and proper procedures for Getting Serious, the other 99.99999999% of my brain is totally fine with this and, in fact, is utterly delighted, happy, blissful… even around the emotional freak-out of not having the kids right here.

Remember when I said that exclusivity was something that would have to come with in a pretty effin’ amazing package?

Yeah.  THAT.

So, everything is adjusting and moving and fixing itself, and I do still have a plan, but it’s more of a hodge-podge of backup plans and pipe dreams that are revealing themselves to be the only viable options (at least until I can find something more stable employment-wise):

1) I started a tattoo apprenticeship again, finally.  It’s in Sherman (for now), and I’m very, very excited.

2) As part of that, I’ve started arting again.  (Yes, that’s a legitimate verb because I bloody well said so.)  It feels fantastic.  I believe I will be using Banana Freckles for my artwork outside of writing, which will mostly stay here on Normality Factor.  Might as well.

3) I’m putting out more and more stories every week.  I have three out for consideration right now, not counting the novel and the screenplay.

4) I’m going for two degrees for school – Entrepreneurship and e-Marketing – because especially as an artist/writer/freelancer, I can’t think of a better approach to business in the long run.

Now, all that having been said, it’s back to a lot of quiet time for me on this blog while I run around like mad, trying to get everything handled up before next week.  I have to have everything moved and put in its proper place by Labor Day, so if anyone wants to step up and help (and maybe get some mad loot of out it since I don’t really want to move it all again), let me know.


I’m a naughty blogger

Yes, I know that got your attention, but I’m really just confessing at my inability to update on a regular basis.

Brief life update:  Started a new job, but it’s commission only.  And a long story.  I’ll save that for another post.  Daniel seems to be doing better, and that’s fantastic, we’re down to only one seizure a day.  The kids are enjoying the summer, I started college again, blah blah blah…

And now, a personal note to that jackass that tried to post a comment about me being bitter: Either you did not read everything I wrote and so you definitely don’t know the whole story, or you’re attempting a pretty pathetic stab at trolling.  Also, don’t think I can’t track you.  Trolling a low-traffic blog is pretty desperate.  And very… shall we say… transparent?  Really sloppy.

Said person appears to be an older white(ish) gentleman, allegedly married, though it was fascinating to find so many gay porn references in my search.  And I mean a lot.  I’ll accept the possibility that it’s really two different people (although why they’d pick that name is beyond me), but how two people can use the same handle as well as the same given name (it’s not common) and live in Louisiana and have a hard-on for generally being grievously obnoxious is beyond me.

This is not so much about me being mean at a stranger on the internet.  It’s a fair warning.

There are other things I’d love to crow about, but I have homework, and also, I seem to jinx things when I post them there.  So… you’ll just have to wait.