I’m still trying to get back into the habit of blogging regularly, or at least semi-regularly. It’s harder than I thought it would be, mainly because right now there is just so much stuff to cram into a day’s time.
I’m writing again, for one thing. I’m still wrapping up the novel that I’m recreating from the ashes of Thumb-Drive Hell, but I’m also working on another one, because it has taken up lodging very firmly in my psyche and won’t be ignored. It always amazes me how powerfully it flows when it does flow, and how alive I feel when I’m in that zone. Some day, I swear, I will be able to do this full-time. Some day.
For now, though, I’m juggling the writing addiction, work, and home – and home can be a juggling act all by itself. ED is graduating this year, with all that entails, and YD…seems to be nearing puberty. That’s all I’ll say about that, but if you know a pubescent girl (or were one) you know how that can go.
DH is still talking with firms out of state, but nothing’s developed yet on that front. It still looks as though we’ll probably be moving at the end of the school year. I’m ambivalent about that. I am devastated at the idea of leaving my home, the best friend I’ve ever had, and the little niche I’ve made for myself over the past 12 years. At the same time, it’s looking as though we could be moving back to the area where I grew up, which could be amazing. I’d be near Mom, we’d be close to where ED wants to go to college…and I wouldn’t be terribly sad to leave my current job. I’d probably also be able to work part-time, which would give me a lot more time with YD and more time to write. So…it would be a good thing. Also, DH would be much happier in his career, which is a very good thing. It will still be a wrench, though, and the prospect of the whole transition is stressing me out.
I’m also focusing a lot on nutrition and exercise. There are fewer and fewer items in my kitchen without the word “Organic” on the label. I’m still struggling with that, though, because I’m really fatigued a lot of the time. Some of that is the PA, of course, but most of it isn’t. Most of it is residual fatigue from medications or just cortisol overload, and I am fully cognizant that if I get into a good, regular exercise routine, some of that will go away. I just need the jump start.
I believe I may go to the cabin this weekend, just to get away from everything for a couple of days. If I do, I can possibly catch up on some sleep and spend the rest of the time writing. DH has encouraged me to do this, which I find somewhat marvelous, I have to say. He’s a good man.
Right now, I’m going to go put together tomorrow’s meals. Organic* steel-cut oats for breakfast; salad with all-natural free-range chicken breast for lunch; organic* cheddar cheese, raw pecans and organic* grapes for afternoon snack. And lots of water. For dinner, I think I’ll put some kind of bean soup in the crock-pot. And tomorrow night is Flash Forward, so I’ll plan to spend at least half of that time on the treadmill, and the other half doing strength. It’s a start.
(I’m watching a LOT more TV lately, too. Flash Forward, V, The Biggest Loser (of course!), and Ghost Hunters. Thank God for the DVR, that’s all I can say.)
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*I’ll tell you what: from now on, let’s assume everything’s organic unless I state otherwise, shall we? It’ll save some typing. 
