The better part of the last three years have been devoted to REACH: writing and rewriting, learning and networking, querying and submitting, contemplating and, of course, rewriting.
I needed to unplug from social media for a while (for the most part), regroup, and work on my overwhelming To Do List.
1. Clean my house. (I think that dust bunny had teeth.)
2. Clean OUT my house. (Before a producer from the TV show Hoarders shows up at my door.)
3. Paint just about every surface. (I hate cleaning the brushes.)
4. Install new flooring. (Then obsess. NO ANIMAL WILL RUIN IT THIS TIME!)
5. Renovate 2 1/2 bathrooms. (Just. Yuck.)
6. Sell the house. (Which hasn't happened yet.)
7. Find jobs for my husband and I in Florida. (Can't take another NY winter.)
Then there were things not on the list, some crazy, some for pleasure, and the "Oh man, why now?" projects.
1. Install new garage doors. (That was unexpected. While sitting in the family room watching TV one evening we heard a loud bang. The huge spring on our 30 year old garage door split in half, which in turned snapped the heavy wire that makes the door go up and down.)
2. Convince husband to let me spend over $200.00 on surgery for our turtle. He had a double ear infection.
3. Adopt more rats.
4. Come across a good deal on like 27,000 feet of nylon webbing, and think, "I could make dog collars." (WHAT?! Sometimes I really wonder about my sanity. And BTW... this is what 27,000 feet looks like.)
5. Sew lots of dog collars. Which can be found on my new site Greyt Serendipity
6. Read. Read. Read.
7. Experience Reike.
8. Discover the therapeutic powers of writing ...yet again. (I wrote about a traumatic event that happened when I was eleven. I will eventually share it with you.)
So, there it is: the many distractions of life. Thanks for hanging in there.