Frenzied Daddy

I was looking over my traffic stats for my various sites. Typical end of year stuff, you know how it is. I saw something there, in the Adsense totals that surprised me. Generally speaking, I don’t do too much worrying about the adsense details, and when I get a check from Google, it’ll be “extra money.”
Last year, Portland Parents netted me roughly as much as Frenzied Daddy. In the same ball park (You know that Google doesn’t allow us to discuss specifics). The readership for PP though is much lower; in the same span of time, FD got about 2000 hits while PP got about 200. What this tells me is that I’ve been basically right all this time; what’s important in Blogging (particularily if you’re aiming at either audience size or cash) is that you focus on your subject matter, write coherently, and use common sense when you’re chatting things up.

Portland Parents is a site where I’m trying to … build a community of parents, uh, in Portland (well, the Pacific Northwest). It was originally a forum site, but with the limited traffic, a blog works better. I’m totally open to the idea of other contributors; the crucial thing to me on that site is the sense of community. Everything on there connects to parenthood (which sort of explains the long spaces between posts; I haven’t seen anything interesting lately that works for the site). Whereas, on FD, I’ve gone from employment/business issues to technical issues, to parenthood, to complaining about banks.

Which leads me to my title. I’ve been reading the Simple Dollar. I have a few of Dave Ramsey’s books, and I’m trying to figure this money crap out. I was hurting for ideas for the PP site (and generally speaking, am always open to suggestions), and over the Christmas Season, I wrote a series of “stuff to do with your kid(s).” After reading so many other serieses (serii), I’m not sure why this was my first ever “Serial” set of posts. It was interesting to do; and I was able to do them all at once and have them trickle in over the span I set up (the magic of post-dated posts!).

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Originally uploaded by rgilmanhunt.

Does this kid look relaxed or what? Would you believe that three minutes before this picture was taken, she was running around in circles?

Miss K was very funny today; er, it was funny because I ignored her. I can imagine some child-hater getting uptight about it. I went into the kitchen, and she followed me and yelled “Dinosaurs, Now!!” and pointed at the empty box of (dinosaur) fruit treats. Poor kid- now we know better than to leave the empty box on the counter.

Nobody wanted to explain loan amortization to me, huh?

So the formula for calculating my monthly payment is: monthly = (amount borrowed) * (interest*(interest+1)^periods ) / (interest+1)^periods -1… or, with the values I’m working with, monthly= 900 * (0.04 * 1.04^13)/1.04^13 -1, or about $90 dollars a month.

You can do the same math using a spreadsheet, or you can use the handy-dandy loan amortization calculator. Oddly, the results I get aren’t even as close as my second try at approximation. I must be doing something wrong. And those numbers don’t really jibe with the one I get from the Amortization Calculator link above (which gave a monthly payment closer to $82).

Working at home, I get a lot of time alone. I take Miss B to school, and take Miss K to the sitter, and then I’m alone. I’m supposed to be working, but once in a while I get distracted. Also, Mrs B has been taking the girls to bed when she retires for the night; I stay up until eleven (when I’m on call) or midnight (when I’m not); again, I’m supposed to be working, but sometimes I’m working on my Everquest 2 character(s).

When I’m working from home, I’ve always got the phone to answer, email, IM, and I’ve got an open chat window to campfire, our discussion tool. That’s not really solitude. I get my best “me time” at night between Mrs B’s bedtime and mine.

I need a lot of me-time. I always have. Reading that article reminds me that books and other engrossing activities also provide me-time. Mrs B gets way, way more into a book than I do. Ever since Ms B was born, it’s been a lot harder for me to give up on keeping tabs on the outside world. Lately, I’ve been annoyed at how easily Mrs B gets sucked away from us- but she doesn’t get as much time by herself as I do. We can cohabitate a room, companionably, and since we’re each doing our “thing,” we’re both relaxing and in solitide. Maybe this is one reason why our relationship is so strong- we can give each other some space. To keep our relationship stronger, I should run interference with whatever’s pestering her for attention, rather than trying to help it (case in point: when Miss B is trying to get Mrs B’s attention while Mrs B is reading a book, sometimes I’ll poke Mrs B to pull her out of the book)

When we were married, part of our vows came from Kahlil Gibran:

But let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.

It’s a fairly common reading, but maybe it’s helped us stay strong.