jMoore!

The beauty of being self-employed is evident in who I am today (the Tuesday Topic of the week). I’m going to have to burn the midnight oil to get this post finished, perform minimum upkeep on my web marketing work, and make a list of to-do for another try tomorrow.

My dear friend Annie posted earlier:

Who am I today?
Whoever you think I am.

I would prefer that answer for myself today. I tried to pin down which one of me showed up this morning, but it was a jangled mess of Becky HomeEccy and the ever-so-schizo Wife and Devoted Companion crossed with Witchy Caregiver who gladly takes on all crappy chores during the bad days but negates the effort by snarling and snapping and kicking ass about all manner of little things.

So, how did it go? I went to the library before noon, but didn’t manage to get to the hardware store, the drug store or the grocery before running home to regroup. I defrosted something and prepared sides for a balanced dinner, cleaned up after 3 meals, gathered all the trash, changed the litter box and swept the floor and managed that never changing load of laundry. I did the heavy lifting with the oxygen and I dug some of our durable medical equipment out of storage and back to being in my way around the house.

Somewhere in the middle I poked a few things around on one site and tallied the sales on another. I made a list of things I’m going to promote tomorrow night at a meeting. The ratio of business to life was heavily weighted in the life direction. I even got positive confirmation that I’m on the Board of the local Habitat for Humanity.

So, most of all I thanked the Universe and my previous smart-planning self that:

• I have work to do and a flexible schedule to do it in (Yeah, affiliate marketing!)
• The ability to live in chaos, if not in transition (I like change to be my idea and under my control)
• I have a group of online colleagues who cheer me on, support and motivate me, and don’t drop in when the house is dirty.

Who am I today? I was driving down the road today and fervently hoping I got all the crazy figured out before senility set in. That’s my goal and I’ll find away to arrange work and my tomorrows around that.