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Jul. 28th, 2008 12:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jianantonicI am home. I'm really glad to be here, but sad that it means FRFF is another 360 days away now. And I'm sad that it overlaps the summer NABC again next year, but there will be better planning in place to deal with that conflict, so it won't be a conflict. It shouldn't have been this year, but what's done is done and can't be changed, so I'm over it. I had a fucking blast at the fest.
Got some bad news on the way home. AOL is having budget problems, so AisleDash is frozen. Probably permanently. I still have some other freelancing gigs, but that was my primary source of income, so now it's time to find something else. Remarkably, I am not freaking out. I had other offers while I was writing for AD and didn't take them because I was pouring so much of my creative energy into that. I know the work is out there, and that I'm good enough for it, so now my task is to find it. But maybe I just spend the next four months working on what I've already got on my plate: three bridge tournaments to chair and the writing jobs I still have. We'll see. I do want to get paid, but even when I was my most productive with AD, my income was always just a drop in the bucket compared with Z's. And we're renting that room out now, so that's something. I just know how unhappy money stress makes me, so I'm going to leave any stressing to McKenzie. He's smart enough to know whether or not we need to freak out, and I'm clever enough to find the temp agency if things get really grim. But I think we're fine.
This year's FRFF discovery and my latest bluegrass crush: The Farewell Drifters.
More on all of these things one day when I am awake.
Peace.
Got some bad news on the way home. AOL is having budget problems, so AisleDash is frozen. Probably permanently. I still have some other freelancing gigs, but that was my primary source of income, so now it's time to find something else. Remarkably, I am not freaking out. I had other offers while I was writing for AD and didn't take them because I was pouring so much of my creative energy into that. I know the work is out there, and that I'm good enough for it, so now my task is to find it. But maybe I just spend the next four months working on what I've already got on my plate: three bridge tournaments to chair and the writing jobs I still have. We'll see. I do want to get paid, but even when I was my most productive with AD, my income was always just a drop in the bucket compared with Z's. And we're renting that room out now, so that's something. I just know how unhappy money stress makes me, so I'm going to leave any stressing to McKenzie. He's smart enough to know whether or not we need to freak out, and I'm clever enough to find the temp agency if things get really grim. But I think we're fine.
This year's FRFF discovery and my latest bluegrass crush: The Farewell Drifters.
More on all of these things one day when I am awake.
Peace.
