Jaye’s Week… Grazing…

For most of 2022, I had been flitting from one job to another, spending a few futile moments with each. I was desperately hoping for inspiration, but none of these jobs inspired me, so no progress there.

I am still not quite back to normal life after covid and have discovered a collection of non-functioning cells in my head, masquerading as a brain. A brain that seems to have forgotten how to switch on and get on with anything. I have my fingers crossed that this after-effect of covid will pass, and the sooner, the better!

All through 2022, I honestly thought my writing days were over, as I hadn’t had any inspirational moments in what seemed like forever, and this was starting to seriously upset me.

I didn’t give up, though; perish the thought! I persevered, spending all my spare time re-reading the words languishing on the page.  Trying desperately to trigger a little inspiration, something I could work with.

Finally, I had a breakthrough and managed to write several chapters for the WIP, and it felt so good to be back in the saddle. At least, I hope that’s where I am at the moment.

If last year has taught us anything, though, there’s no point worrying about anything anymore.

The house gets grubbier every day, and going out has definitely lost its appeal. There are still plenty of germs out there, just waiting to grab us!

The weather has been appalling, and we haven’t set foot in the garden for ages.

Our health is the worst it has ever been, to the extent that we now need another carer to take care of us.  Seriously though, we are managing to take care of each other. Not very well, I must admit, but it’s better than nothing.

We hope that 2023 is ready to take on our expectations and find ways to cheer us all up…

We still haven’t had any snow, and it doesn’t look like we will.

I still haven’t had time to assess our progress or decide the best way forward this year. Basically, I just want to curl up on the couch and sleep.

I wonder what 2022 will really be like…

Image by Gordon Johnson from Pixabay

Every morning, without fail, I systematically clear my emails, which are mostly spam but something I cannot ignore. My day would not be right if I didn’t do this. Usually, I don’t have loads of rules, preferring to do what I like, when I want, but this one thing is a must-do job.

Then I log in to WP.

I read and answer any comments and then turn to the Reader List. It can sometimes take me over an hour to read them all, but I love every minute. On any one day, I communicate with people, new conversations, or ongoing ones—so many interesting chats about varied subjects from people all over the world.

When we began blogging over ten years ago, I never knew that it would grow into this huge, wonderful club where I can smile, sigh, laugh and cry, all in the space of an hour.

I marvel at the fantastic images and artwork, share in the joy of writers finally getting a break, share the sadness of losing either people, pets, or sometimes their minds (more common than you might think) and laugh at the antics of children and animals alike.

These lovely people have become our extended family, a family that share their lives, loves, and sometimes, even their limitations.

We began blogging to help further our writing careers, but somewhere along the way, it has become so much more than that…

I have been trying hard lately to be more organised, to find ways to stop life from getting in the way of everything, but it continues to beat me or find ways to slow me down.

There are days when I wish I could say okay, you win, and stagger away like a sensible old lady.

Not happening. There is still so much I want to do; in fact, the list seems to get longer every day.

I hope it’s just my imagination, but I seem to be getting slower, and shock horror! I am making more mistakes than usual. There were serious errors on my WIP, bad enough for me to want to scrap it and start over.

But I didn’t.

Being stubborn usually saves me so much eventually.

So, thank you to all our friends and followers… and hope we all have a better year in 2022…

2022 ~ The Year in Waiting…

“The new year stands before us, like a chapter in a book, waiting to be written.”

—Melody Beattie

Image by LaSu1923 from Pixabay

We will roll up our sleeves and get cracking, but maybe not yet…