We in the Business Channel picked this week’s “fun” theme as gas prices. I’m not at all sure what’s fun about gas prices, unless, of course, you own an oil company. And my hunch is even typical share holders are feeling the gas price pinch.
Of course, we freelance writers, editors, translators, bloggers, etc. don’t usually feel the gas prices as much as those of you who commute. But we do feel it.
This morning the gas price in my home town, San Diego (well, really National City, next door to San Diego, but few recognize it) it an average of $4.01. …read more

I don’t remember when getting up early in the morning started to work for me. It certainly wasn’t when I was a teenager! As a new mother, I remember being sure I wouldn’t get a chance to sleep in until the twins were in their 20s. Maybe it was years and years later, when I started to sail and discovered how much I liked the early morning watches, waiting for, then discovering that true first light.
But somewhere along the line I found I like early mornings, often as early as 4:30 or 5 a.m. It’s so quiet then, still and …read more

Someone asked me the other day if I didn’t feel like the world was speeding up even more. I was surprised when I realized that I haven’t been having that “I’m going to fast and so’s the world” feeling as often as I used to, and I wondered why. I think the reasons are probably:

Freelancing in a home office means no commute. For me this means I can usually travel when there’s less traffic which means way less stress. I can also shop when there are fewer folks shopping, and go to the gym…

I don’t have a TV. …read more

Whew! This morning I took a friend to the doctor. She’s had a catarac removed and it will be a couple of days before she can drive. We decided to have breakfast and that put me on the road in the midst of the a.m. commute between here and there.
It’s a short drive, normally only about 15 minutes, but half an hour up the road there’d been an accident and the slowing traffic went on for miles as it will during peak traffic hours. And, as is almost predictable, someone pulled up behind me fast enough to make me wince, …read more