I'm starting to get, I don't know, stressed isn't the right word, but intense regarding volleyball. Sunday will be a big test for these kids, and I think I've allowed my expectations to get pretty high. That's bad, because possibly the number one team in the Ohio Valley Region will be at this tournament, and they in turn have three kids from the div. I high school state champs. My kids are pretty good, but I don't know if they're that good.
Then there's the whole book thing. I have a call with the publisher late this afternoon. If they offer me a development deal, then I need to make some serious decisions. I don't think I can realistically work a full time job and write a book, but the money from the book, when it actually comes, isn't exactly a ton of bling. Assuming the book sold well, I'd still need to eight or nine books a year to make what I make now.
Then again, if I can put together enough revenue on the side, perhaps from my existing sites, some new sites, and some consulting work, I could "get by." That's still not ideal though, because we live a pretty good lifestyle that I'm hesitant to not be able to support. I guess I have to weigh that against the misery working for The Man can cause.
The other side of the book thing is that, once published, it creates instant credibility for me. I mean, wouldn't you hire someone to consult for you that wrote a book?
One side effect I realized is that if I can make working in a non-traditional sense a reality, perhaps I can explore the idea of coaching high school volleyball again. There's no way I could do it with a regular job, but maybe I could take a stab at it.
The final issue is that I have a site to develop for a client on deadline. Not hard work, just labor intensive.
Oh, and while still brain racing, I'm hungry all of the time and I haven't been sticking to my diet.