From House Wife To Film Maker

Today I did a lot of those little things, you know the ones that somehow manage to suck your time and you get to the end and you wonder, “What on earth did I do today? Anything?” But I know I did something because I have a chair impression on my butt for some reason. Okay, wait, I am having a surfacing memory of helping Caleb plow through his stack of homework from the three days he missed last week and begging Grace to make some fresh squeezed lemonade-that girls got the touch, and Dan, yes Dan was with us today, shouting out “yes”, and “sweet” as he sat at my lap top mastering a game. The rest is fuzzy, cluttered with a little of this, then that. You know? I know these type of days are necessary it’s just that I secretly wish there were two of me and the other one could deal with these sort of days. God, I’m Gemini you would think of all people I could accomplish this. I’ll have to give it more of my focused attention, see what I can do. I’ll get back with you on this.

Wore a new pair of my shoes today. Forgot how that felt. Sort of all twinkly, like Dorothy with her sparkly red shoes. I had to resist the urge to extend my foot to strangers and say, “See my new shoes aren’t they awesome?”

As I type I’m contemplating two things. Do I start doing work, real work since I’m done with the stray matters, or do I go to bed, or, just thought of a third, do I get into bed with book and screaming yellow highlighter and begin to make my impression on one of the many volumes stacked in the chair next to me. Hummm. Decisions . . . Pausing, hands suspended above key board. Assessing: if I start to work now, which I desperately want to because I went through the process of downloading Joomla into my FatCow account today with one of the “cowboy herd drivers”. (I have to give them another plug, they were terrific they got me up and running while maintaining the H&H factor all the way, even when we had to delete it and reload) and I want to get past the getting it in there so it’s ready to go part. I want my hands to be covered in CSMing(content management systems). Get a template plugged in and get busy. Hey, did you notice that Joomla has moo in it backwards. LOL!! Well, it seems I made the right decision yesterday, that it was time to moooove past the templates and the CSM that FatCow provides and get in with the big boys to create my site–little side note: when I was ruminating on which company to choose for my host, one of the deciding factors that placed FatCow 1st and won them the blue ribbon was because they were noted as being top notch in getting Joomla into their hosting site and then having this system running through their utters. So, really the fact that I might end up with Joomla was at the back of my brain all along. It’s just first I wanted to give FatCow a good “milking”.

So anyways back to what I was saying, got a little side tracked there, if I start working now I just know I won’t quit and hours later my eyes with be stuck open due to the lack of needed lubrication because I stopped blinking as I urge my body on. I have an incredible ability to do this however there is tomorrow and tomorrow I will pay. I can’t afford to pay tomorrow, I have to drive an hour and do the children’s writing workshop. So, scratching #1 off the list. Here’s the other thing, I’m that same with a book too. I get to reading and before I know it I am hearing birds starting to chirp outside my window, soooooooo I should, really should scratch #3 and head to bed, book and highlighter free.

I’ll let you know tomorrow what happens. Does the pull of the written word and the thirst for Joomla knowledge grasp me in it’s clutches and cause me read or do I go to bed and sleep.
You’ll have to tune in tomorrow to find out . . .
Theresa
-watch for my name in the film credits (wow, for nothing happening today I sure wrote a lot! Little secret?? I’m never at a loss for words . . .)

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