Internet Small Business
Celebrating Birth of Cyber Baby as Empty
Nest Delivers Profitable
Online Notice. . .
The Entire WWW Cyber
Mother Bored Beyond Tears Posts Online Birth Announcement!
It's a healthy, rambunctious and utterly enthralling cyber baby!
so pleased to announce that I am now ecstatically embracing Motherhood
yet again, but this time as the Virtual Mom of a brand, spanking
newborn website which is quickly growing into a thriving internet small
Immediately upon conception I christened my virtual cherub,
I purposely chose this traditional
ancestral name in honor of a very long line of direct descendants
hyper linked to the highly revered guardian of the vast and enchanting
Kingdom of Dot Com; the ever illustrious, His Virtual Cyberness, long
reigning Emperor of the Virtual World of Opportunity.
You see, now that both my boys are away at college, that empty nest
syndrome was starting to become a boring, monotonous, lonely, and
obnoxiously quiet place. I can honestly say that I now know the true
depth of meaning to that profound saying, "Silence can be deafening".
Frankly, I was slowly beginning to go absolutely stir crazy.
sound rather ridiculous
The house no longer up-chucks an endless raging torrent of dirty
laundry from garage to attic and that inexplicably the dishes are no
longer super-glued with a mysterious, furry, god-knows-what substance
to every flat surface in the house.
when you consider that. . .
football-baseball-hockey-basketball teams are no longer ravenously
waiting for me to arrive home from a long day of work to prepare a
bountiful smorgasbord of leftover orange mac and cheese, cold baked
beans accompanied by a side of Raman Noodles complete with their ever
favorite gourmet desert of stale Froot Loops a la mode.
And although it
might seem like something short of an honest to goodness real miracle,
I can also sincerely attest to the fact that there really is a rather
nice carpet covering the floor in each of the boy's bedrooms and
furthermore, in each room there is even a full size bed completely
decked-out with very attractive matching linens. Who would've guessed?
It's been absolutely fabulous to retire the
laundress, the maid, the chef, the personal shopper, the chauffeur, and
the Ms. Jackie-of-all-Trades. My life is just so darn easy, simple and
delightfully void of responsibility now.
But I must confess that the
sheer joy and surprise in realizing the unbelievable scope of my
newfound freedom from those endless Motherly duties that I was
frequently known to whine and complain about, lasted all of maybe a
week or two.
Then the loneliness struck me in like a powerful blow from
a sledgehammer right in the middle of my somewhat substantial gut.
tedious boredom turned into aimless wandering around the house
searching for something meaningful to do. The deafening silence quickly
became an unbearable, torturous scream of intolerable emptiness. I
needed to sink my teeth into something.
Going from that daily
furious fast-paced and hyperventilating state of "what"s next" until I
finally managed to collapse into bed from shear exhaustion to one of
"what to do" was utterly devastating. The simple, leisurely, quiet life
plainly just wasn't cutting it for me.
So what's a middle-aged
do with newfound oodles of time on her hands?
Well, she hauls up those
big girl panties, sucks in that ever so attractive muffin top, throws
her shoulders back so the girls pay close attention, raises her head
high with conviction and embarks on a internet small business