Yeah, those plans we all have, especially writers. Gonna write every day, blog on a regular schedule. Be super productive, get two books done this year. It’s all doable, right?
Right? Yeah, sure. For some people. Sometimes for me, just not right now.
I had some decent blogs planned. I was going to whine a little about the power going out for two days, due to a small twister taking out a bunch of poles…I think they said ten poles, which means a very large section of supported wire, gone.
I found out pretty much by accident, my doctor retired, or at least left the practice. Finally I found a doctor who would LISTEN. Now I’ll have to find a new clinic.
Then when I was doing a raw food pickup my car wouldn’t start after I pumped in gas.
Sounds like a pretty sucky time, doesn’t it? Or does it?
That power outage? From a storm, and power was back on in thirty-six hours. We could drive maybe ten minutes in any direction for supplies, to visit a restaurant or get gas. Not long term, not caused by an attack or earthquake or catastrophic storm.
There are plenty of other clinics I can try, some closer to my house. We have a sufficient number of trained medical professionals here, in well stocked facilities that don’t leak or lose power, and don’t have patients crowding out the door.
Seems like my car has a problem with the air conditioning which overheated the engine. More a comfort than a safety issue.
I was invited to judge Salukis in Reno, so I had a great trip to a new town, met some wonderful new people. Judged some fabulous dogs.
In other words, I’m at this time dealing with first world problems. I don’t have fires lighting up the skies around me, nor is a category 5 storm threatening and mine. I have to admit life does not suck
So what’s my excuse for not writing? I could point to the greatly improved exterior of the house. Or maybe the cleaner than before interior? I confess it’s difficult for me to work inside when outside tempts me with sun and unfinished project.
Truth is…well…this happened
These two strode into my life, and things have yet to settle down. There is such a small window available to introduce new puppies to life, and I don’t want to miss any of it.
That is my story, I am sticking to it. Oh, I did briefly think about relocating A Question of Trust to Reno but…no, the atmosphere there is just too nice.