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Up Early

I am up before dawn on a Sunday.  Check that, I am up and dressed and functioning WAY before dawn on a Sunday.

What calamity could possibly have resulted in me getting up this early on the one day where we’re normally most likely to sleep very late?

Wrapping.

I will be glad when Christmas gets here so I won’t have to worry about this stuff anymore.

Private Posts

Last night I imported my old private, invitation only, blogger page into this wordpress.com page.  Unfortunately everything came in as public.  Whoops.  There was a full day when about 1000 posts containing kid pics and kid names were all there for the viewing.  As of a few minutes ago, I have updated all of those posts to be private.  I am the only one who can see them.  I would like to password protect them so I can let people who can see them on blogger see them here, but I don’t see a way to bulk update to a password.  I’ll research a little and see what I can get.

Myspace Posts are Coming

It didn’t take three days. I now have a zip folder full of html files that contain all of my old myspace blog posts from 2006 through 2008. Many of them have kid pics and names and information in them so I have to make those private when I bring them here. I ran a test to see if I could edit the dates and times on a post and have them order correctly. It worked.

It has me thinking that maybe I should import my old private blogger blog as well. I mean if there are going to be private posts from myspace, why not from blogger too. Although I don’t know if I can bulk import posts as private or not. I’ll have to look into that. It would be cool to have all of my stuff in one place, even though it’s been years since I’ve used either of the other two sites.

We’ll see.

Myspace Blogs Live Again?

The first place I ever tried blogging was on myspace. Interestingly, it was also the place that I met my wife. You might say that myspace changed my life for the better. Infinitely better.

But I digress…

When the old myspace died it was replaced by the horrible piece of garbage that is the new myspace. Blogs from old myspace were not ported into the new myspace. It was just another reason to hate their redesign. I thought my old posts were gone forever. For some reason tonight I did a little research in Google and found out that you can request your old posts. When you make the request it tells you it will notify you when your blog is ready for download and that it might take THREE DAYS before you hear back.

I don’t think I’ll be able to import the old posts into WordPress.com. I wonder though, can I copy the text into a new post and then edit the date and time so that it appears as though I entered it 100 years ago? I’m not sure I want to repost all of it. I’m not sure what’s in there, apart from a whole bunch of posts about the Lowell Lockmonsters. There will be some wonderful stuff about the early days of my relationship with the love of my life. It’s all worth keeping just for anything posted from April 2007 on.

I’ll let you know.

Anti-Spirit

I never feel any holiday spirit until the house is clean and all of the gifts are wrapped. It’s pretty normal for me to be feeling grinchy right now.

This year though… It’s just different somehow. Christmas isn’t a goal that needs to be worked toward, it’s more like a gigantic weight sitting on my shoulders and forcing me down. It’s oppressive.

Everyone is on edge. Just drive on the highway for a few miles and you can see it plainly. Last night I just felt sad. It’s like tradition tells me I should be feeling all jolly and shit, but I just felt sad. It’s so wrong. I feel better today, but will that continue? Who knows. I ended up taking it out on my diet. I cheated like crazy yesterday. I’m not going to weigh in tomorrow because I don’t want any bad news to make me feel worse.

My plan for the weekend is to clean the whole house before we have guests over on Wednesday, wrap all of the presents that need wrapping, and pick up any straggler gifts. Really though, all I want to do is sleep. Maybe once that’s all finished I can have my usual post-prep burst of holiday cheer.

Maybe.