{"id":1077,"date":"2007-11-12T16:31:08","date_gmt":"2007-11-13T00:31:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/2007\/11\/12\/monday-monday\/"},"modified":"2007-11-12T16:31:45","modified_gmt":"2007-11-13T00:31:45","slug":"monday-monday","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/2007\/11\/12\/monday-monday\/","title":{"rendered":"Monday, monday&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Yes, mama, I know it&#8217;s Monday and I&#8217;m later then normal getting this up. You see, I been on puke patrol all night! UGH.<\/p>\n<p>First, Friday morning, the pup said &#8220;I have a tummy ache, but I might just be huuuuuungry&#8221; so I said ok, and since she had no fever, I sent her down to Papa&#8217;s for breakfast. Only to get a call about 45 minutes later: &#8220;Um, she just threw up all over my garage floor. I&#8217;m gonna clean her up and send her home.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Oh goody! She slept off an on all day, did develop a fever, and threw up and hugged her bucket, and then felt better. I have talked myself out of being sick for a couple days (PMS is plenty, THANKS.) and then last night, right after the kids finished their chore, the older two turned white, and then made a beeline to the bathroom within minutes of each other. I expected a pileup, truth be told. So buckets were duly given out, and I knew there would be no school for them today. Oh goody.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m still talking myself outa feeling queasy.<\/p>\n<p>So how was YOUR weekend? Heh.<\/p>\n<p>Last week, since I was writing my vacation recaps, I kept making mental notes of things to write about later.I should have made PHYSICAL notes, on paper and pen, cuz I&#8217;ve since forgotten all of them. hahahah! Of course, most of it probably revolved around some of my irritation about some people I &#8216;know&#8217;. Sure, I only know them via text, but as writers, we are pretty good at getting our point across, right? Well some of these people are the BIGGEST WHINERS I&#8217;ve ever seen in my entire life. I give the PTB huge props because just reading the forums (closed to public, for obviously good reason!) makes me want to quit more often then not. Thankfully I love what I do, and I love writing the way I write, and I know and understand that writing on the internet is a crapshoot &#8211; you won&#8217;t automatically make millions, or have gazzillions of hits, and hundreds of thousands of returning visitors. I write it because I enjoy it. If I were to make a living at it, I&#8217;d have to work much harder at it then I do. As it is, I&#8217;m perfectly content with my pay, and more importantly, with the content I crank out on a regular basis.<\/p>\n<p>But mostly, i UNDERSTAND when sometimes, things don&#8217;t happen right away. Maybe it&#8217;s because I&#8217;ve been in management positions before, but sometimes, things just don&#8217;t go the way they&#8217;re planned,  that sometimes it takes a little longer and there are kinks to work out. Bitching and complaining doesn&#8217;t make it happen any faster &#8211; if anything, it makes it take LONGER because you&#8217;re busy distracting them from getting things resolved!<\/p>\n<p>Maybe I just give people the benefit of the doubt, especially when they come through EVERY SINGLE TIME in the end. Suck. It. UP. You&#8217;re adults for crissakes. GAWD.<\/p>\n<p>Ugh. Writers.<\/p>\n<p>Ugh. MONDAYS.<\/p>\n<p>Ugh. PMS.<\/p>\n<p>Stealing a line from Big Brother 8 and reworking it&#8230; &#8220;This INTERNET, these PEOPLE, this JOB!<\/p>\n<p>And there&#8217;s ya Monday post.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yes, mama, I know it&#8217;s Monday and I&#8217;m later then normal getting this up. You see, I been on puke patrol all night! UGH. 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