Saturday, 31 July 2010

Getting Busy

I am pleased to report that things are starting to get busier. I met with a rival design firm, who are very much in the "eye candy" department and not in the down-and-dirty-database mangling that is my forte. They have a customer who's in need of some requirements that they just can't handle and we've worked out a quote together which has been accepted. It's a reasonably large project, which I expect to take two weeks of solid development. I expect to be relying very heavily on jQuery for some of the more funky requirements, including AJAX population of various parts of the page.

I am also trying to complete a newsletter authoring system which I'm told is a must have for a number of folks. All the versions I have come across are either over complex, limited in functionality or cost serious money, none of which makes them attractive.

I discovered that Google have dropped me from their maps database - allegedly for breach of "quality guidelines". Having read them, I really can't see why this should be the case and of course they're eing typically opaque and non-responsive about the whole thing. Google are the new Microsoft, IMHO.

I had a meeting about the Quickbooks integration which went well. I need a little more info from the hosting company, but I should then be able to put a quote together.

Freya is now wearing glasses! Apparently she has my eyes and is a little short sighted. We went to Specsavers in Bayfair - and because we have a community services card, the two pairs of glasses cost us the princely sum of $30. Can't be bad can it? Shame she keeps pulling such silly faces.

Freya's netball skills continue to improve - she's really got the interception and passing sorted out and she's streets ahead of some of the other team members - some of whom are just not very coordinated at all.

Diane's real estate activities are beginning to move forward too. After a rather dispiriting period where everyone around here seemed to be picking up sales and listings (only for them to fall through later) she's on the verge of her first listing - when the lad gets back from Vietnam or Cambodia or wherever it is she's flown off too. An out of the blue call this afternoon saw her racing off to show someone round a house being marketed by another agent. They were very interested and may well put in an offer.

Last night we had an excellent dinner, prepared for us by a local chef. Phoebe won this prize in the school raffle - an $800 value meal for eight with free booze (and plenty left over) all for $5. She raided her pocket money to pay for the ticket and all she got for it was a pizza she didn't like, and some magic reappearing coins that ended up in her money box which really confused her.

Monday, 12 July 2010

Time Flys - But Freya Swims

I could have sworn my last entry in the blog was only a couple of days ago, but it appears it's two weeks. I've kind of forgotten most of the mundane events of the last two weeks, but there have been one or two interesting events.

The kids have now finished the second of their four term year and they're now off for two weeks. Currently we're halfway through the holiday and it's becoming a little wearing having them fight each other all the time. Some may not survive long enough to return to school.

My web hosting master plan is beginning to gather pace. I now have 4 domains hosted, in addition to my own, which more than pays my hosting fees and results in a modest profit. A few more and It'll be producing real money. One domain that I was asked to register caused a few problems, since I neglected to set the "registrant" correctly. Changing this later proved to be a pain in the butt, and only a lot of argument and requests for common sense and to escalate to management resulted in the change. The usual route apparently is to fill in a form, get it signed by both the old and new registrant and fax it through. This is a security feature apparently, but also a PITA two hours after registration.

The ZenCart installation went live last week. Don't forget to visit and buy Pounamu Jade Jewellery - shipping world wide for a modest fee.

The tax office very kindly sent me a tax return for 2009/10. I filled it in and sent it back, not that I actually earned anything last year. It's possible that I might get a couple of dollars back on the bank interest - but it won't even buy a beer so I'm not going to plan a lavish night on the town. I also attended a free tax seminar at the local tax office. The tax office staff who organised it were very helpful and human - makes a pleasant change from the UK. The overall message was that as long as everything was claimed in a fair and reasonable manner, then there was unlikely to be any Spanish inquisition. I did discover that some of our claims are probably a bit dodgy, though, petrol in particular. I'll find out more about GST tomorrow as there's another workshop on that topic.

As a result of filling in my tax return, I was reminded that we are in fact now "working" although we're not generating any income. The tax office did mention when we applied for the family tax credit that being in work would make us eligible for "in-work tax credit", and it turns out that this is worth another $75 a week. In order to claim, I had to register for online services, send a "secure email", which was answered the next day, and the request was granted! As we've both been working for a couple of months now, I was left counting the cost of not applying sooner - but at least it's another $75 a week.

I have succeeded in making Quickbooks talk to a PHP/SOAP server - which is good news since it means that I may be able to earn a few dollars integrating this into a web store for another potential client. He's setting up a meeting, but the online demo finally succeeded in pumping a sales order into his system, once he'd added the correct inventory part.

We had the loft insulation fitted on Friday. The effect wasn't actually that noticeable on Friday night, but this was because it was actually the coldest night of the year. It just felt like any other night. Saturday and Sunday were much warmer. Our ensuite which is usually a bit nippy resulting in a general reluctance to get out of bed and use it early in the morning, is now remarkably unremarkable in terms of temperature at 6AM.The gas fire is almost redundant now - and no bad thing. We got invited out to a "pot luck dinner" on Friday evening (I did a chile-con-carne) and when we got back the fumes hit us as we walked through the door. There is no flue - the fire vents into the living room. It seems safe enough but it certainly stinks and results in considerable condensation in the morning.

We tried to have a mid-year Christmas dinner on Saturday, but the weather was unsportingly sunny resulting in an amount of lounging about in the garden. We had scheduled for 3PM, but the Vicmeister was her usual fashionably late self and appeared at about 5, by which time the broccoli had suffered a little, but the rest of the meal was OK. She redeemed herself by producing a bottle of mulled wine, purchased from a knowing English sales assistant at New World. Apparently quite a lot of poms attempt to celebrate Christmas when it's cold - it just seems wrong having a barbie and surfing on Christmas day. The wine was just dandy, producing a very fine warming sensation in the bottom of the stomach. Shame we didn't actually need warming up.

We bought a second hand lawnmower a few days back. Trying to start it on Sunday afternoon, despite its "easy start" moniker proved challenging, but it went eventually. It didn't live up to its "quiet" claim either. It was in fact a bad buy - the choke seems to have a mind of its own and thus it has rather a nasty habit of cutting out. It's nice and sharp though. When it runs. One of the neighbours saw me struggling, and lent me his. Later farting about saw ours running at an ear splitting full bore - it needs ear protectors for sure.

Freya managed to fall into the swimming pool this morning - apparently it was rather cold. She came in shivering and wet but laughing and seems none too bad for the experience.