I’m not feeling well today. For one thing, my foot hurts. Yesterday went approximately as planned, with completed blog posts and site analysis and client meeting, followed by content for said web site and a quick site analysis for another site, requested as the client walked into a meeting, fortunately carrying a laptop.
Both my daughters happened to call or IM when I couldn’t talk because of the meeting, so both asked about said meeting. It went well, in the sense of being pleasant, but I didn’t end up with the linkbuilding campaign assignment I was hoping for. You would think that, since I am on hiatus from Client #6’s linkbuilding and I have a long list of other stuff that needs doing, I would welcome a break from linkbuilding, but apparently not. I seem to miss it.
When I came out of the meeting, intending to cross the street and walk around the lake, my foot hurt. Enough to discourage me from walking around the lake. It’s a five mile walk, and once you get well into a walk of that length, there’s really nothing to do but walk back. I have no idea what was, or is, wrong with my foot, but it hurts to walk on it. I felt like limping. I didn’t, because I would rather be in pain than limp, but it hurt badly all day. I have an Ace wrap on it now.
I probably got more work done than I would have had I taken time for a five mile walk, but I’m not happy about it. It was down in the 80s yesterday, for the first time in weeks, and I meant to take advantage of it.
And also my throat hurts, and I have a headache. I think this is because, since it was cooler yesterday, we opened up the house and let in the fresh air, which is full of allergens. So I’m pretty miserable today.
In several groups at church, there is a time when all the people in the room go around and ask for prayers. Sometimes they’re asking for prayers of praise about a new baby or for prayers that our leaders will make good decisions, but mostly it’s about health problems. These people always have something wrong with them. Of course, I pray for them and am sympathetic, but it also always makes me vow not to have that happen to me.
I don’t claim that I have a good plan for this. After all, sometimes the things that are wrong are stuff like heart valve problems and diabetes and cancer and broken bones and stuff I can’t even remember because I had never heard of such a thing. Chances are, you can’t ward all those things off with positive thinking and exercise.
I have switched from carry-out pizza to salads chez fibermom, BTW, and that is my sons’ complaining you can hear, but they’ll thank me when they’re old and healthy.
So here I am today, suffering and whining, and fearing that this is the beginning of old age, when I will be like the wonderful ladies at church who bravely bear continual physical ills, with just the occasional request for prayer.
Am I overreacting? Possibly, possibly.
I may be in just the right mood to work on the hookworm article at last. I do need to read through my NSSEA blog post again. I wasn’t able to get hold of the client for this, to make sure that it wasn’t too controversial. She’s getting traffic from the first one, which was about dying at the feet of difficult customers out of spite, so she may be okay with it. It’s about why classroom technology is so bad. A little controversy can be good for your rankings, but too much can be bad for business, so I left it till today to read it again and see if it’s offensive before I send it off.
It took me two hours to write. All of my professional blog posts take me two hours to write, except for the brief update type, which uniformly take me twenty minutes. I used to think that it was more just that I kept my eye on the clock and only spent two hours on a post because it seemed like that was about the right amount of time. But now I use Toggl. I push the button and get to work, and lo and behold, when I finish and look at my Toggl again, it has been one hour and fifty-six minutes or two hours and one minute or something like that. Whether I am writing about classroom technology, or death by retail, or “The Frog Prince,” or conversion funnels. Something odd about that.
In other news, there is a new online knitting magazine, sort of, called Twist. I’m saying “sort of” because it is actually a catalog of patterns at $7 apiece. There are some nice patterns there. But $7 for one pattern, and downloaded at that, sounds steep to me. I think that $7 would cover the cost of a knitting magazine, which very likely would contain several patterns you might care to make, plus bunches of others which perhaps you could pass along to friends. $7 could be a third of the price of a book of knitting patterns, or even the whole price if you found it used.
The Twist Collective wants to see knitting designers paid fairly for their designs, which I applaud, and of course that’s a hard sell online, where we are accustomed to getting so many patterns for free. What’s fair payment for a design, anyway? Will the designers end up making more this way — when of course they could end up with nothing at all if no one chooses to buy it — than if they sold it to a magazine for the going rate? It will be interesting to see.
I have an 8:00 appointment, so I’d better make like a banana and split.