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Mysteries and Romance

I know, I know, I’ve been a little quiet over here. Chalk it up to trying to figure out how to juggle being unemployed and being home after nearly thirty years of doing otherwise. Forget being a plain old citizen of the writing community, or an artist…

Things sort of went downhill after Labor Day, and fall came to visit this month, making it even worse on me because this is the time of year I love to enjoy being outside, but not so much when it is because I have NOTHING else to do. Less than optimal combination. But such is life — the hubster and I have learned just to work around my lack. Sometimes I let things slide a little on housework and cooking, as I did this weekend, or we just treat the days together as if they’re going to run out soon which is sort of uplifting (and I do what I have to do while he goes out paying bills and running errands). That takes the pressure off most of the time. We learned that trying to use up every waking minute looking for a job, thinking about a job, and fearing the future isn’t realistic and that having a relaxed, “normal” life together is rejuvenating in itself.

Okay, so I do have some work-life balance even though I have no $$

But in terms of getting my writing work done vs. getting work done for clients for our company, the video/photography stuff is winning out way more often. It’s paying us — emails, phone calls etc. have gone really well — but my writing has been sorely neglected. I have been furiously working on an art journal though, which is getting filled way faster than I expected.

I took Saturday morning/ afternoon away to take go to a local annual art event in Memphis’ heritage historic area, which was fun. I looked at local arts and crafts. One of which was a mixed media artist tent where they did a lot of the same things I do in my art journal.

I also stopped at a Mediterranean restaurant that has some of the best hummus ever made. I ate until I was ready to pass out in an overeater’s coma.Spoke to owner about being at next year’s Pyrate Faire.
Well, I had hoped to post a longer update, but I’m getting pointed looks from His Highness. More soon, I promise, as long as I don’t lose more sleep — I’m still waking up way before or after I’m supposed to, and I wouldn’t be surprised if nightmares about vacuum cleaners gone mad were to visit me tonight!