Going in Circles with AdSense

I set up an AdSense account over a year ago. I didn't pay a lot of attention to it, didn't earn much money from it, and generally forgot about it. Then I got rid of the email address I set it up with.

Recently I got a post card from Google AdSense, giving me my new pin number. Then I tried to login to my AdSense account, but had forgotten my password. So, I thought: no problem, I'll reset the password. Except of course the email address doesn't work anymore.

Several months ago I did set up a gmail account, and I have other email accounts; just not the one I used initially with AdSense. But how do I tell the good folks at AdSense this... The "decision path" mapped out for me by AdSense to resolve this involves applying for a new AdSense account, which they say will be denied because I can't have TWO accounts. They say the "denial" will include a link that allows me to STOP the old account and transfer any balance over $10 to my new account. But I think I had a balance of almost (but not quite) $10 on the account... so I'll lose that. It took me nearly 17 months to reach that amount and I hate to lose it, but it seems the only way forward.

This earning big bucks through blogging is way harder than it seems. 17 months of blogging to get $9.72 worth of "money", in a system that doesn't send you a check until you hit $100. Only 14 years to go until I see a check from Google AdSense. :) I sure hope they send me my denial soon so I can get started again.

Old Soccer Cleats

We're talking about worn out soccer shoes here, and my daughter says "I won't go to the store to get new ones unless I can keep my old ones". I'm ready to throw the old cleats out. I mean, they smell, they're ripped up and they can't be used to play in a game unless you tape them up severely...

Being an attachment sort of soul, I cling to people. Pets. Nature. Memories (while I can anyway). I don't cling to lawnmowers. Or trophies. Or old shoes. But I live with people who grow attached to "things".

My husband and my children are extreme clingers. And that is a good thing in many ways. I know they'll always be around. But it's the odd things they cling to that make me nuts.

Today I took my big kid to the soccer store for new cleats, which amazingly enough don't require duct tape to hold them together. And that's a good thing because we can't afford duct tape now that we've bought the new cleats. In my world: old cleats OUT and new cleats IN. SO not going to happen in their world.

Someday, someone will come clean this house out. Please tell them I was forced to live with stinky old cleats.