This year is nearly over and has been one of the slowest ever.  The jobs are piling up, and my to-do list has never been this long before.

Under normal circumstances, this would not be a problem, but certain conditions are conspiring to slow me down. Whether it is due to a slowly growing cataract or not, my brain is beginning to tire easily, requiring me to break up the amount of time I spend at my PC.

I have been trying to arrange my working day to minimise the tiredness and still manage to be productive, but another aspect has decided to rear its ugly head. My memory always had its share of holes, but nowadays it has more holes than a colander. I can forget things faster than you can blink. So despite all my safeguards, it is beginning to look as though my days are numbered. But what does this really mean? Just how many computing days do I have left?

I am now 74, (although I swear certain parts of me are older), and have no intention of hanging up my mouse or my pencil, but it seems fate might have other ideas. All I am hoping for is the ability to take my foot off the gas pedal now and then. So I might not be posting as often, even though it really hurts me to say it. I have a feeling there might not be any new adventures in my marketing attempts either as I find it hard enough keeping what balls I have already in the air.

I started this post last week, and that was pretty much how I was feeling then…

Fast forward to today… Gallons of determination have arrived from somewhere, making everything look so much better than they did before.

All the routine stuff, e-mails, marketing, and social networking, is being done quickly and efficiently, well I think it is, and that’s what matters, isn’t it? My brain is happy, and if I could just get my muscles, bones, and eyesight to buck their ideas up, I’ll be good to go and laughing my socks off!

 

 

 


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21 responses to “All My Balls in the air…”

  1. what is old, when I was in my 20’s scared to death to turn 30 and be considered old…now I am 76, of course, I am realistic, good days are taken advantage of, bad ones well, they just come. Cataracts do rain on our parade. Memory, um..what was I saying?

    1. All the fun of the fair… not!

  2. Keep on keeping on I say.
    If any reapers (grim or other wise) come to your door, smile and say ‘Not today thank you. I am very busy, but so kind of you to call’ (good manners cost nothing).
    Best wishes
    Roger

    1. One has been a regular visitor over the years, but always gets sent packing…

      1. That’s the way to do it! 🌺 🌸 🌼 🌻 🌞

  3. Sending you gallons of energy and effervescence.

  4. Heh, heh, heh … we certainly aren’t twenty anymore! :D

    1. and I won’t see seventy again, either!

      1. I’m just two years shy of 60 … which is a remarkable achievement seeing as I never much thought about getting past 40 … so your tally is truly magnificent! :D

        1. why thank you, I never thought of it like that before!

  5. Yesterday I couldn’t find ‘Smashwords’ in my brain’s filing system! … I do understand. :)

    1. it might be all down hill from here!

  6. Blogging can be a challenge but the journey is never boring. Wishing you good health to enjoy it.

    1. at my age, you can never be sure how long you have left, but I will make the most of every second!

  7. We all have good days and bad days…

    1. and whoever made that rule should be shot!

  8. A quote on the radio the other day made me smile. You might like it, Jaye.
    ‘The loss of memory with age is simply the disenfranchisement of the irrelevant’

    1. in other words, a bloody nuisance!
      Nice one Steve!

  9. Enjoy every laugh providing you have enough socks.
    xxx Massive Hugs xxx

    1. I’m gonna try!

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