Time to check in

I really am a crappy blogger.  Not the worst, just really bad.

It’s nearing Christmas.  I like it.  We have no discretionary funds this year.  Less than we’ve ever had before.  Ever.  Oh well.  The kids should do ok.  Nothing for the groan ups.

Our microwave died a couple months ago.  We’ve been cooking from 1983.  It hasn’t been too bad, just can’t nuke something up and have a quick snack.  No microwave popcorn.  Life rolls forward, yes it does.

So I was recently teased with a new band opportunity.  But after a few months of rehearsal the plug was pulled.  Chaos!  Confusion!  After the dust settled, it looks like the original band members wanted to lose the keys (me), the female lead, and the original guitarist.  I talked at length with a couple of the guys, and it was just that the band wasn’t going where they wanted.  Rather than talk about it, they just killed it.  Weak.

So I’m making my own.  I found contacts through this opportunity that should yield fun, well-paying gigs.  Should.  I’m banking on them.  I’m excited as anything, and I’m doing my best to keep my head on my shoulders.  A lot of planning.  Organization.  I’m coding again, trying to make a site for us to share music on.  And later for clients to contact us and book us.

Coding again.  It’s been over two years now.  It makes my head hurt.

My team at work has changed a lot.  They had to decimate us at Halloween for overhead budgetary reasons.  We were cut just a little too tightly, and we have been having a hard time keeping above water.  I was told this week that I’ll be able to hire two new programmers, so there’s a light at the end of the tunnel.

For the first time since we were married, I’m below my marriage weight.  275-277 (depending on the day).  For over 12 years I’ve been at least 280, and I recently got as high as 298.  I’ve resolved that I’m going to lose weight in 2010.  It will take a long time, but I want to get down to 240, even better, 220.  I can’t imagine what I’ll even look like down there.  I was 240 on my mission.  It will be cool.

Ok, it’s time to end the post.  Later!