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Costly Mistake

I just realized today that when I was switching all of my financial information, I neglected to switch the information with my web site hosting, and I lost the hosting to my blog, Fat Man’s Daughter. Everything was deleted, and I didn’t have it backed up. I might find some of it, but I am not sure.

I should have known better!

At this point, I am not going to do anything. I think I am ready for a new blog design, and I might look into that this next week. I also want to rethink what I am doing. Right now, I have about four different blogs, and I have been neglecting all of them. I may try to switch to just one blog with various categories that covers everything. First, though, I have to find a new blog design that I like.

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Summer Parenting: Negotiation

desktopSchool is out. My children are home. It is raining, and I have a school year’s worth of delayed projects that I want to complete.

My own school year ended over a month ago, and I have spent the last month at home alone during the day. I’ve established a routine that incorporates exercise and work, and I spent most of my days alone and things were quiet.

But now the children are home, and I find my work day interrupted as I am called on to negotiate sibling spats and answer for the 458th time the ultimate question in 2009: Can I get on the computer?

My husband and I started talking about this summer long before the kids were out of school. We talked about what we didn’t want to happen and ways to make sure things went more smoothly.

Other than the endless “can I get on the computer” questions, there are the countless declarations that something “isn’t fair!” And since I have been actively discouraging my children from physically hitting each other, I have also heard a lot of “Mom, will you tell them to take care of their clothes before I punch them in the face?”

Oh, and I have to tell the oldest one over and over to SHUT UP and/or STOP IT because no one wants to hear her half-mumbled singing as she somewhat but not really sings along with the music playing in her Zune.

Summer break is a joy, isn’t it?

I am trying to balance how the children will spend their time that will 1) limit sibling rivalry, 2) limit interruptions while I’m working, 3) keep the house clean and organized and 4) keep the children busy enough to avoid too many “I’m bored” proclamations but also not busy enough that there will be some summer enjoyment.

The biggest change we made this summer was the requirement that all children be up at 9 a.m. This was primarily done to keep my husband and I from threatening to punch anyone in the face when we are rudely woken up by a loud laughing child at 2 a.m. on a work day.

The problem was that the children would stay up late and make noise that disturbed our sleep when we had to get up the next day. The children would also make messes when they were up late at night that they didn’t clean up. And the next day, the children would want to sleep in until well past noon and were absolute pains in the butts if anyone tried (dared) to make them get up before noon.

And so, every day, I have things that I know I want to get done. I allow the children time to wake up, get dressed and eat something. There are some days when the chores come first, and there are other days will I allow some children some rewards first. For instance, today, the computer has been claimed for an hour at a time starting at 10 a.m.

Yesterday there was no computer at all. The children also tell me that we didn’t let them use the computer Sunday either. I don’t recall that, but I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt.

The children, however, were quick to point out all the time that I spent on the computer yesterday. Except I am spending this summer working from home, and I have jobs that I have to do that involve online work including tutoring papers and grading papers for my online classes. Plus, I am presenting at a conference next week, and I need to prepare, which includes researching some online resources. I don’t spend ALL of my time on Facebook.

My oldest child will be the first one on the computer today, and she has already turned on the computer in anticipation. She wants me to type in the password before 10 a.m. so she won’t miss a minute of her 60 minutes online. She is worried that if I don’t, she won’t *really* have as much computer time as the two other children who will be logging on after her because it would be absolute bedlam if she only gets 59.5 minutes compared to another child’s 60 minutes.

When I became a parent, I never realized the negotiation skills I would have to develop.

The oldest just tried to hand me the laptop to type in my password. I declined, and she counteroffered — “Well, can you type it in at 9:55 because it takes time to load, and they will get more time, and IT IS NOT Fair.”

If nothing else, I am definitely teaching my children that LIFE is NOT fair. You’re welcome.

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The longest notice ever

In December 2005, I first submitted my resignation letter to the editor of the Herald-News. I gave four weeks’ notice. I planned to attend grad school in January, plus I would be teaching, so I wasn’t sure how I would ever find time to be a reporter, too. I wanted to give the editor plenty of time to replace me. In a meeting with my editor and publisher, we decided I would continue to write for the newspaper as a part-time reporter.

In January 2006, I was teaching two classes, taking three grad classes and still working full-time as a reporter. Plus I had all of the regular parenting duties, and I couldn’t forget my husband either. However, if you did not live in my home, I didn’t see a lot of you, and you could forget about getting a phone call from me. I saw my minivan more than anyone else.

In May, I started my summer classes. I continued to work full-time for the newspaper, but I wasn’t teaching. I was camping, hauling my laptop with me and completing my homework as I sat in a lawn chair near the shores of Houghton Lake.

With 18 credits complete, and a GPA of about 3.9, (I had only one A- my entire grad school experience), I began taking two more grad courses in the fall along with teaching three classes. Plus, I was still working full-time at the newspaper although I was rarely in the office.

The newspaper finally honored my request to go down to part-time when they hired a new reporter in September 2006. With the addition of a new reporter, I no longer had a desk or phone at the newspaper’s office. I had certain beats I covered, and I submitted all of my things by e-mail. In November 2006, the newspaper hired a new editor. We discussed my arrangement, and we agreed I would continue part-time.

There were times when student papers needed grading, and my own homework was due, and my job at the newspaper was the lowest item on my priority list. I worried that I wasn’t the reporter I needed to be because on my long list of priorities, the paper was the lowest item. As time passed, through mutual decisions, I reduced my hours even more.

Around May 2007, my hours at the paper ranged from 5 to 12 hours a week depending on what else was going on. I met with the editor to consider what my job would entail. We talked again about me quitting, and the possibility of me just freelancing, but it was easier to keep me on staff with minimal duties. In June, I finished my thesis and defended it successfully. For most of July and August, I didn’t write for the newspaper at all because I was doing other things.

In August 2007, I began tutoring online, which meant I now had three part-time jobs. I also “officially” graduated with a master’s degree, so I no longer had to attend grad classes. My schedule felt deliciously empty by comparison to what it had been. I was still teaching three classes, and somewhere along the way I began tutoring at the college too, plus my advising duties.

Another thing happened in August 2007…. A story I had been covering since 2003 regarding budget problems and eventual contentious contract negotiations at my kids’ school had been resolved. The contracts were signed, the budget was back on track. I drafted a resignation letter to my editor at the newspaper and saved it to the drafts folder of my inbox. I wanted to send it, but I also wanted to help out by doing what I could do.

With my newly printed degree, I began searching for full-time positions. I’m still looking, and I am excited about the possibilities. I am also continuing to learn and expand. In January I began training to teach online for a second college, and I was finally able to give up the newspaper. January had been a busy month for me, and I hadn’t written very much this month for the newspaper. As of this week, it is official. I am no longer a staff reporter. On Tuesday, I stopped by the state police post and the school board to let my regular sources know I am no longer covering their beat. Both commented on how happy I seemed to be, and I am. I am excited about teaching, and the new direction in my life.

I will still write, and I don’t think I will stop reporting, but I want to focus on freelancing rather than writing for my local paper. I also want to finish that book I’ve been working on.

The transition from staff reporter to college teacher is finally complete….

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Look Familiar?

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Did you know?

  • The fall school year at the community college officially began Monday? I have a lot of meetings to attend over the next couple of weeks.
  • My mom had her second cataract eye surgery yesterday? She is doing well. I take her to her follow-up appointment this morning.
  • Before surgery, my mom’s vision in her left eye with her glasses was 20/400, which is being able to see the big E on the eye chart.
  • that was WITH her glasses, and she was driving?
  • Since her first surgery, the vision in her left eye is now 20/60 WITHOUT her glasses, and it will continue to get better?
  • My kids think my mom’s house is scary? Or rather, the two youngest kids do. They won’t go in the other room without someone going with them. I actually had to stand outside the bathroom door last night while one used the facilities. The youngest one is so ready to go home. He wanted to go home yesterday. He had a nightmare, so that didn’t help the situation. We’ve only been here two nights, but since Mom lives about a half-hour away, we pretty much never stay here, so it is a first for him.
  • I am starting a new job tutoring writing online? It’s a part-time position working from home. It will fit my schedule pretty well. I just finished up the training.
  • I am teaching at the college four days a week, basically every afternoon, Monday through Thursday? I am not looking forward to the gasoline I will be using again. This summer spent not driving anywhere has been nice.
  • I turn 36 on Sunday? We will be celebrating Saturday. Although yesterday my husband tried to convince me I’d be 37.
  • My mom’s cataract eye doctor did about 8 surgeries yesterday before noon? Mom was the 8th, so he very well could have done even more than that. As one guy in the waiting room said, the doctor was now free to golf the rest of the day.
  • Jack pines are ugly trees?
  • We fixed our electric pet fence? Zeus is learning to stay in our yard again. Our neighbors will be happy.
  • When I told my mom I needed to buy a frame, she suggested I go to the dollar store? I nixed that idea, although I also nixed the $100 frames sold at CMU’s bookstore.
  • why I needed the frame? It was to house what I received in the mail Saturday — my diploma. I’d post a picture of it, but my daughter, Autumn, did something to my camera’s card reader although she denies doing anything, and she didn’t get in any trouble about it. If you see me this weekend, I’ll show it to you. And even though it says I have a “master of art” degree, I am not an artist. I also have a bachelor’s of science degree, and I am not a scientist.
  • Now that I have blogged, my sister Kari has something new to read during her lunch break today?
  • I miss my husband? I haven’t seen him since Monday morning. I have spent entirely too much time away from home this summer.
  • Tomorrow my meeting begins at 8:30 a.m.? It’s supposed to be over by 11:30.
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