Basically, I am working like a dog at the moment - a happy dog though.
It's a time of consolidating debt, and investing in new ventures. I finally received a mock up of my photography website and am truly excited. It's so much better when you give these kinds of things to people who actually know what they are doing - and through some luck, the designer working on my site is talented too. My brief was simple: Besides some functionality that I require, you have a clean sheet to do whatever you want.
In other updates...
Umm.. life is pretty devoid of anything too exciting actually haha! It's damned hot here today, but there's a promise of a good thunderstorm or two in the air. Always my favourite kind of weather. OMG I am talking about the weather ....
Last month, just about every last cent went into debt and prepaying stuff for next year like school fees etc. Also, Wes and spoilt ourselves a little in the beginning of the month with a pedicure, massage and a 45 minute lie in a 'flotation pool' - basically an over sized jacuzzi filled with body temperature water and tons of Epsom salt so that floating is much like a dead sea experience. Meditation music and sounds are fed underwater, and the the room is darkened with twinkly star-like lights in the black ceiling above. The water is gently rotated so that you slowly go round. It really was a very cool experience, but now that it has been done, I am not sure it really interests me to do it again.
My Photoshopping work has basically ended for the year, so there is a little more relax time available. case in point: I invited my step mom and half brother over for lunch last sunday. She came bearing a box of old photo's which pertains more to my dad's first marriage (the one I was spawned from). So we had a lot of fun going through some old pics...
I hardly know my half brother, having met him for the first time last year in twenty-two years when he was just a toddler. So it was a good time to laugh and break the ice a little more. He and stepmom live closer now, so I am trying to make an effort to keep us in touch more often.
My mom and stepmom spent a lot of time joking about what a real ass my dad was. Lol, he basically a good, intelligent, good looking man with a really good career. But his roving cock and insatiable sex drive spoilt every good element of his personality. We are still not really sure how many illegitimate siblings we may have out there. I know of one definite, and both my mom and stepmom have suspicions about a couple of others.
I had some issues with payment from the consultatncy i work through this month. Basically a stoopid paperwork bog down so corporately typical of the type of thing that makes me want to puke rather than wear a tie. So I mailed the CEO this morning - despise titles too by the way. I must have rewritten about five or six time to make sure I don't sound like a whiny employee, but rather a professional who is making a lot of money for them, and who has not been paid because some admin manageress hasn't mailed me a copy of my contract - something that should have been done last week Wednesday. I gently expressed my frustration that waiting around for a piece of paper has cost me a day and a half of a deadline driven schedule which is frustrating their biggest client.
I copied the mail to said manageress (those titles again).
Needless to say, I received a well rehearsed call of apology from her minutes after I received the contract. Her excuses were clearly lies - she can't even do that properly, but at least I received my apology - but more importantly, my contract as well proof that my overdue payment has been made. I was very nice to her, but asked how she would feel if her boss simply forgot to pay her on time just before Christmas because he was 'too busy'.
I hate going into overdraft...
My friend Nix is doing a course to help get over her irrational fear of flying. Obviously to me and most people I know, it certainly seems irrational. But I was reminded of how seemingly silly fears can be mountains for others when I had to go to the Tax office to get some documentation. Irrationally, I really become stupidly anxious when dealing with tax issues. I am not cheating, nor do I have anything to hide, and I am always on time with my returns etc etc.... but I break into a cold sweat and physically tremble.
I think it is because when i was just out of school and I started this little business at some point, and I just let all the paperwork get out of hand. They decided to audit my affairs and the subsequent interview felt like the Spanish Inquisition.
I really really dislike administration type stuff.....
Well that's me for now. A long dry sex season, no-one to call my own for now, and piles of work to get through before tomorrow.
But pretty content.
