Touching Base...

I'm still not feeling 100%. I'm hoping after my specialist appointment on 06-Jan-2023 that I'll start to turn everything around. Even if it can alleviate my migraines just a fraction I would be happy. But knowing you're on the wrong dosage of medication, and still having to take it until you see the specialist is doing my head in, which doesn't help with the headaches. Then my back is playing up again, my right ear still hurts, and for some strange reason, the soles of my feet are burning. I know, I know... quit complaining and talk about something interesting.

Well, I survive a spider attack, that sucker was huge. It almost got in my car, and now it's under my car just waiting to get me again. I might have to carry a big can of bug spray... Yes, I still don't like spiders. I just don't understand how they can run so damn fast.

We had another storm last night, and you'll be happy to know that we didn't lose any electrical stuff this time - though I did unplug the tv just to be on the safe side.

We got a new handrail put on the steps out the back (which is really our front door - but seeing as no one except us uses it, it's the back door.)

19 days until the end of the year. So 19 days to get all of my stuff in order before I start writing again. I'm still going through all my handwritten notes. There are just so many. I'm trying to get them all typed into the computer. I've also been trying to update all of my series files etc. Wish me luck.

Short & Sweet> Update...

 So I have my friend Vona Logan to thank for finally kicking my arse into writing mode again. We have come up with a plan to help each other through the tough times when we have doubts we are writing for no good reason. So today, I'm pulling my head out of the sand (so to speak) and getting things back to where they should be.

I have been slack this year. I'll be the first to admit it.  I've had a rough first half of the year (mainly due to illness) but I'm slowly getting better.

I'll keep you all updated on how Vona and I are going. Feel free to also contact me and let me know if you are waiting on a story.

Weekly Update

Of course, I'm still behind on my wordage, but I'm catching up and doing better than I thought I'd be. Mind you, I'd be doing a lot better if I didn't keep having to stop and going off to do other things... 

Like today, for instance, I have to take my mother to have her hearing aids tested. It's the maintenance checkup that's done every year. So we have to go all the way to Toowoomba to get them done. 

Also, Emily has run out of clothes that fit. So she needs a few more things to tide her over until the end of the pregnancy. I have learned this is not something I'm supposed to chuckle about as she gets very upset about it.

Other than that life is hunky-dory. My back is still a touch on the sore side, but hey, no use complaining about it. I'll catch you all next week and fill you in on what's going on.

Weekly Report...

I'm still not caught up, but I'm getting there. I know I wasn't going to mention the cat, but I have to,  to explain why I'm not caught up... Oliver/Houdini is a royal pain in my arse. I've had to spend much valuable writing time modifying the cat enclosure to keep the tricksy bastard from getting out... Let's just say I'm not the greatest when it comes to using a staple gun.

Why, oh why couldn't Olli be like the rest of the cats I've had over the years who were just content to be? Why does he feel the need to try and escape out into the fricken streets? He's got a whole house and fully enclosed veranda and yard. Isn't that enough?

Please tell me cats can't hang upside down and climb across cat wire... if they can then I'm well and truly fucked as he'll still escape.

On that note, I actually have been working on The Lines of Marsden 4: The Trail of Red Roses. I've actually been going back through what I already have and making sure it makes sense and changing things where necessary. I hope to be back on track by the end of next week.

I Have An Ouchy... & Other News

I have had a little accident. Nothing major and honestly it's not even enough to keep me down. I went to Bunnings this week and dropped a piece of wood on my foot (not even a heavy piece) and it just hit my foot (which was in a sandal) at the wrong angle and put the smallest of cuts on it. It bled like nobodies business (thank God Emily had band-aids in my handbag still from when she had blisters━bad news I'm allergic to the sticky stuff on band-aids) but not my foot is all bruised and a pain in the arse to walk on. The wound and bruising are near my big toe on my left foot. So for the next little bit I'll be taking it easy, or at least I'm going to try... which is usually code for I'll be busy as hell and it'll take twice as long to heal.

Well, I never got as much writing done this week as I would have liked. I've actually spent the week cleaning house. One day I set up my spare room as a nursery for when my granddaughter is born for when I'm looking after her when Emily is at uni and Elliot is at work... only a couple of hours for two days a week, but she needs her own room. especially when she's sleeping. the rest of the time has just been general house and yard work.

I know I can still catch up on what I missed out writing wise this week in the next couple of weeks. I have Emily's baby shower on the sixth, but after that, I should be golden and then my writing life will hopefully get back to normal. I will give you a weekly update every Friday to let you know how I'm going with my 2018 writing schedule.