ramblingthoughts

I am having a bad day today. I can’t concentrate on writing articles for pay so I figured that means I need a day off. Me and my hubby are arguing because he is in an agitating mood and I am not in the mood for his childish crap. And I got two really rude re-write requests from Demand Studios. It’s a good thing they were easy re-writes or I would have told them where they can shove them. Then I got an article rejected a little while ago. I am sick of writing for them. I really don’t enjoy it but I have no choice until I can find a better job that pays the same or more. I am looking, believe me. $15 an article isn’t worth getting rude editors all the time.

I hope tomorrow is a better day for writing. I love writing on AC but they don’t pay me enough to write for them a lot. If only they would pay at least $10 an article, I would spend more time with them.

It’s been a while since I last posted but that is because I got a new job that has been keeping me very busy. This new job is through Demand Studios, title proofing. They only pay 8 cents a title but it adds up, believe me. The more you proof in one day, every day, the more money you make weekly. I started out making around $200 a week but now they don’t have any titles and I am out of one job that pays good until it picks back up again. Don’t know when that will be but I check every day and I am hoping it will pick up again real soon because I got spoiled making that much money in one week just through them. I also write articles for Demand Studios and Associated Content and since I haven’t had any titles to proof, I have been writing more for AC and DS.

So I decided to get caught up on blog posts too. And today’s blog post is inspired by my mean spirited, bitter father. See I was in a rather good mood when I woke up this morning and even felt inspired by a nice forum post on my favorite forum, Accentuate Writers Forum. A rather new, but nice member started a post wishing everyone a good Monday morning and we all listed our goals for the week. So I felt empowered to start on my goals and decided to write more in my Sci-Fi fiction story which is due to be turned in in two days for the contest on the forum, and I’m not halfway done, lol.

Anyway I was in a somewhat good mood until I got with my dad today. My husband had to go see his lawyer and we don’t have a car so my mom and dad picked us up after my mom got off of work. We thought my mom was taking us but she was very tired so my dad said he would. We absolutely hate it when my dad takes us anywhere because all he does is complain about everyone and everything and he scares us by the way he drives. He gets really close to cars and we always think he is going to hit one.

So we are with my dad and he starts complaining about my nephew staying with them. We have heard this from him countless times but he still insists on repeating himself. It is very irritating.

When I got home my good mood was gone for good and I felt all the energy I had for writing just drain right out of me. I want to do an article for a print magazine and I still hope I can get it done tonight. This is how my dad makes me feel when I am around him for more than an hour. He makes me feel run-down, depressed, and irritated all at once. I love him, I really do, but he drives me totally insane.

When I see father’s and their daughter’s that are so close it makes me sad and makes me want to cry. My dad and I never have been that close and I fear we never will. It really depresses me and I had to get this off my chest so I decided to write it in this blog since I haven’t written here in a while. I wish I had a dad I could call and tell all my troubles and triumphs to but that will never happen. When I do call him it is always him doing the talking and it is always negative issues regarding everything bad that has ever happened to him and all the wrong people have done to him. My dad has problems and refuses to get help and then he kind of looks down on me because I see a psychiatrist for my mental problems. He says he knows he is crazy and he doesn’t care. He doesn’t realize what he does to the people around him and if he does realize it, he doesn’t care. I don’t know what to do about him, I wish I could help him.

To all of you dad’s out there who have daughter’s, please cherish them for who and what they are forever. Don’t put them down for trying to better themselves and don’t dump all of your problems on them. They have enough problems to deal with without having to worry about you all the time. Please love them and never forget Christmas or their birthday or how much you love them. Spend as much time with them as possible and just because they are a girl who maybe doesn’t get into cars or sports like you do, don’t fault them and ignore them for that. Find something in common with them and spend quality time with them as much as you can. They will thank you for it when they are older, wiser, and stronger because of the unconditional love you gave them. I wish I had that with my dad and I will always wish that but I know it will never happen.

My thoughts are everywhere today. I feel like a bundle of nerves for some reason. I am trying to get back into writing again and it is hard. I got a new job as a title proofer with Demand Studios and the pay is good but I got so addicted to doing that, that I haven’t been writing lately. So that is why I needed to sit down and force myself to write in my blog.

A few things going on lately. My mom just got out of the hospital last Sunday for Chronic Bronchitis. They kept her in there for five days and sent her home. The antibiotics she was on caused an allergic reaction and now she is broke out everywhere. Her hands have been itching so bad that they are now raw. The dcotor says if it doesn’t clear up soon she might have to go back into the hospital. Let’s hope that doesn’t happen.

My mother-n-law is also in the hospital. She was put on new meds for depression and she flipped out and fell down and ruptured her knee cap. She went in Thursday and is still there. They have her walking with a walker. Hopefully she will be good and ready to go home soon.

My husband broke his nose and ribs and he refuses to go to the hospital. He has had broken bones before and he knew what to do on his own. IU still think he should go but he is a stubborn man. He was taking our dog outside while I was gone and Jake got away from him. There were people on our road working on the water lines and he didn’t want Jake to go after them so he dove off of the front deck and right on top of Jake. He thinks that is what caused him to break his nose and ribs. He was also working on my dad’s car and hit his nose doing that, so that didn’t help any.

Well that is it for now. I need to get some articles done so I can make some money throughout the week instead of waiting until Friday.