Okay, so that didn’t quite fit the meter. So sue me. Either way, the message is the same. Due to some rather serious mis-understandings – and the fact that they wanted me to work for free until around April – I’ve decided to give up my office in Washington, DC. No more “growing up” for me because, you know what? Growing up is inefficient. Committees, meetings, boards, multiple bosses, interns, underlings, they all amount to one thing; a royal mess. I told all of this to Mom after I got back from work on Wednesday. She just laughed and said, “So you’d rather just be in charge? You prefer dictatorships, don’t you.”

In business, yes I do. So long as I’m in charge.

Well, that’s not entirely true, and I don’t think it’s so selfish. Especially when it comes to being in charge of what I was told I’d be in charge of. Is it so wrong to want to direct your own project that you’ve been in charge of for four years? I’m just too used to being the head honcho of my own creations. I’m not about to hand it over to anybody, change it to the point that it’s not the same thing anymore, and then not even get the credit for it.

Yeah, yeah, I know, all of you are saying, “Welcome to the real working world. Grow up.” Excuse me while I stick my tongue out and shout “no” like a two-year-old. I believe I can do it better, thankyouverymuch. So I’m going back to the way things were.

I’m going to do it myself.

It’s really no different than the original plan, only this time I’m revved up, and because I was pushed in the office to meet deadlines, all of the research is done that I needed for the business outline to send in for corporate sponsorship. I’ve got experts from MIT validating my claims about online writing being educational for kids, and another one who supports my idea of using fantasy as a catalyst for the kids’ writing abilities. And my dear sweet brother Timothy spent the weekend backing me up with all sorts of fabulous research that proves what I’ve been witnessing for years; writing is psychologically therapeutic. I’ve got everything I need now. Well, except for an attorney to help me figure out my 501(c)3 forms. Anybody know a kind-hearted attorney out there who would be willing to look over my forms for me? All I need is an hour pro bono to make sure I don’t tick off the IRS.

The business proposal should be done by next week (unless, of course, I get sick again, which happens every time I try to knuckle down to get this done.) Then, I’ll send it off to the AOL Foundation, The Angel Network, Gateway, and maybe Orbital (asking for a small bit of office space.)

But this weekend, I’m going to be hanging around with my friend Mike. He came down here for a job interview with Northrup Grumman, but now that business is out of the way, we’re going to go out for some root beer, then go to test drive some BMWs and maybe a Maserati. I know, my life is so difficult. 🙂

I feel so much better being back in charge of the whole outfit. Ah, life’s good.

About my last post – I find it odd that no one’s filled out a questionnaire yet. Rather, they just did what I was trying to avoid; just slinging out one-line accusations without backing them up. I didn’t want anymore empassioned cries of “He did this!” I want the calm, professional look at things. (And by the way, no references to Michael Moore. I’ve read enough about him to adequately decide that he skews facts for his own purposes just as much as the people he’s accusing. He’s just the opposite of Rush Limbaugh, in my opinion. If he were a scientistusing such tactics, he would have been fired by now.) So, if you’re interested in filling out one of my questionnaires, go here. Ta!

I’m off to drink and drive. Root beer and bimmers, that is. 🙂