Since the launch of my new domain name (ghic-chic.net, which for now links directly to mysticaldawn.net to give my hosting company a break) I have been scouring the net looking for link exchanges so that I could be more involved with my passions (most things perceived geeky).
My search stopped at arsgeek. In time I’ll add more links to interesting sites, but the content kept me docked. The more I read the less motivated I was to go elsewhere. A few days of corresponding with the site owner, I’m finding myself prepping for my first article as an editor.
I had explained to Ben that my brain had been on a hiatus- and everyone who knows me, knows what happened and the detour I took.
My dormant mind has been awake for quite awhile and I haven’t’ figured out what to do with it other than professional web design work which I had completed two weeks ago. MORE! I need more. I needed to satiate the other part of my brain. And that was what arsgeek was offering. The excitement of getting my hands on tech books and exploring the robotic world excited me. The chance to look into the latest gadget trends stoked me. It gave me a direction I’m happy to sprint into… yet I’m trying to find my starting point. The fact that I can just write to/hear from other like minds- Yay me!
My writings have been so trivial lately as I didn’t have a stable site and I tired of everything crashing and needing to revert it until I finally uninstalled WordPress and started my site again from the ground up.
Now that everything is green lighted… how do I get my jump start?
Yesterday wasn’t the time for it as I had come home from work to feed/change the boy and the guy I had been seeing for a little over a month had rearranged all my furniture. I could not wrap my head around WHY? Since he was moving and asked for a temporary trade of my tv w/his (my television that I love is lighter than his monster old school big screen). I had began to make a dent in decorating my apartment around it (I didn’t even have a full day to decide to make the exchange, and less time to have it fit into my lifestyle). Apparently he felt bad and wanted to try to make it work. Two weeks earlier he took it upon himself to cut my tags off my towels- which didn’t go well with me either.
I was furious! I informed him, “Communication! If something annoys you about what’s in MY apartment… just tell me and make sure your place is tag free or whatever. Don’t rob me of the chance to say WHY I like tags on my things as I DO have a reason for it and it’s not washing instructions. DO NOT take it upon yourself to change ANYTHING of mine as it’s MINE. Personal boundaries that you do not just walk over so casually and dismiss so casually. I’ve gone out with a LOT of men (yeah that made me sound bad but I don’t care as it’s true) and NONE of them EVER would do anything like that… not even my exhusband when we lived together- you DISCUSS things before you take upon yourself… hell even my own mother knows better!”
The same conversation was had yesterday as well except that I was shaking!! Then I saw that all my movies were ALL rearranged/upside down etc. I wanted to cry. I have everything arranged by six degrees of separation, some are alphabatized depending on the type and the rest are by genre. “Were you going to tell me that the shelf fell???? Or did want to wait until after my heart attack?” He again dismissed it as nothing stating how he was going to put it back. I was upset… “First of all, TELL me… prepare me that my entire film collection fell, secondly unless you’re ME you can’t just put it back!” I had to remind him, “You don’t live here and I’ve only known you a short time!” Even if I knew him for years- ya don’t do those things. You communicate, discuss etc. Or at least in my world you do! About the living room arrangement he kept saying, “Well I can always move it back.” I said, “No one should HAVE to move anything back, it never should have been changed without my consent… it’s MY place and I had it Feng Shui’ed!!!” ACKKKKK I reminded him, “You have a degree in psychology and law… not art/design… and it’s MY PLACE!”
I get home from work last night and I’m surrounded by the job that lay ahead of me. Right as I ordered pizza for dinner as I was in no mood to cook, Jonathon had a massive seizure and those few minutes in which I have to wait to see if he snaps out of it. or hop on the phone to 911… I can’t explain the terror of a world crashing and relying on the clock as 2 minutes feels like an hour. It’s been nine months since he had seizure and it showed everything else going on to be SO insignificant. As I grabbed him and moved him to the sofa, I’m holding him and kissing him, “Baby come back… Jonathon stay with me…” he’s grey and not responding, I can’t administer CPR yet… and finally his color returns and he groggily asks, “What?” I continued to hold and kiss him until he was feeling better and wanted his space 
I quickly moved my furniture back to Feng Shui it again and spent the rest of my evening cuddling with the boy and watching him like a hawk until he finally fell asleep.
I tried to write after everything was settled down.. but I was blank.
TODAY I’m hoping to get a decent start. I figure by rambling on my own site, I’ll find inspiration to write for other who are not me.
