Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Going down 

Ok, so I did the Las Vegas meetings, no fast cash.

Contacted the person I broker with in California, he wants me to drive out, stay at his new corporate house, get trained on the new VoIP packages, and liquidate his warehouse. There's over 200K in it and I'd have free rein on it. Only I am now down to barely getting by economically. All my credit cards are bumped against their roofs. One just did a annual fee and over drafted the card which then they added another $35 to cover what they over drew. So I had gotten the idea to ask the So Cal guy to front me 2.6k. Asked him during an IM session... he said no. Just come out here when you can. *sigh*

Meeting with the local large client to finalize a monthly contract got postponed and now it looks like he is out of town for the next two weeks.

The ski season passes are due this Friday before the rates go up.

The local large client is also working with me on a large custom software package to write for them.. that money is at least 2 weeks away.

So... I am holding off on all purchases, including groceries. And I'm wondering... why the frell is all the money just out of reach????

I'm wondering, do I leave here? Go back to Wisconsin? Move in with my step dad?

If I don't get my season ski pass, then perhaps I should just leave. Its like the place is no longer supporting me.

Granted I have invoices to write. I hate writing invoices. It's 3:23 AM and this is the only task on my desk for the entire day. I just keep putting them off. Now I've got Mt. Dew and starting some stir fried rice. It will probably be 4am before I start going over invoicing. Already canceled the meeting I have tomorrow with my programmer at noon.

I pretty much feel done. Put a fork in me, I'm done. I no longer fear going back to Wisconsin and moving in with my step dad. I'm a third owner in the house and the house is a small palace. I'm just done with the struggle, done with the fear, done with the resistance. Done.

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