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It's time for me to post this. It has come to my attention that certain individuals are angry that "certain people" can't seem to keep a post up every day. I don't know if I was one of the intended targets or not, but I certainly am guilty. As a d/C personality type, I favor interpretation of rules rather than strict adherence to policy. Having your wrists flare up is not exactly pleasant, and I remember one day very well where I could not only not use a computer, I couldn't even unload my dishwasher. After that happened, my thoughts were hardly, "How will I manage to post to my ego site?" (and face it, a Daynotes page IS an ego page primarily, and in some cases, it serves a secondary purpose as a marketing tool, but we're all working from the assumption that someone, for some reason, gives a rat's posterior about what we have to say) but something far more sinister. Writing was suddenly a luxury, not a necessity. There I was, 25 years old, healthy by all appearances but unable to take care of myself. I couldn't unload the dishwasher and I couldn't carry a full laundry basket. Most males shove those duties off on their wives, but I'd like to think there's too much Promise Keeper in me now to do that, but as one who was (and is) single and unattached, that wouldn't have been an option. And, to add insult to injury, my very masculinity was attacked. Not only could I not do the household stuff, but I also found it very difficult to drive. In the States, where your car and your masculinity go hand-in-hand, that's a big deal. Could I make matters worse? You bet. As I get more and more defensive, my "overly dominant overanalysis" tendency gets stronger and stronger. As some of you are aware, and as I alluded in some of my messages, I met the girl of my dreams this spring, as the CTS was setting in. What's the best way to drive females away? I don't know for sure, but overly dominant overanalysis coupled with total lack of confidence due to an inability to excel at anything worked wonders for me. (At least we're still friends. Sort of.)
And never mind that I had a book on deadline, then past deadline, along with limited abilities to write and research.
Yes, I paid a high price for trying to be prolific. And, with all due respect to my colleagues and readers, it was really hard to care. As my friend Jeanne said Thursday night, "If Dave can't do something well, he doesn't do it." Would I trade my "status" as a Daynoter to get back what I lost? In a heartbeat. For that matter, I'd trade one and a half O'Reilly books, an essay on O'Reilly's Web site, and I'd throw in my Daynoters status just to clinch the deal.
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