|Posted by Cassi J Reed on July 11, 2012 at 12:25 PM|
I'm back. I know I backed off again from writing my blog or doing much of anything writing related. I have times that I lose all interest. I should learn to kick myself in the butt and get into gear. I also know that my boys would be so disappointed in me for slacking off. I'm disappointed in me for slacking off.
I have been trying to get my office redone. I've spackled all those little grooves in the paneling so that my walls all turn out smooth, though you can see in some light where they spackle is, but the grooves are no longer there. I ran out of one color of paint so I had to move on to my next wall it's painted a nice rusty red color. Those of you who have seen pictures of my redone kitchen will recognize the colors in my office as the same ones. One long wall (we live in a mobile home) connects my office and the kitchen so I painted the whole thing one color and then of course the rest of the room back there had to be repainted and I wasn't about to use the chocolate brown for the whole thing. That would have made it look like a bear cave. Anyway, I am getting that done.
Other events have set me back, too. We lost three of our pets over the last four to six months. First, it was the little white dove that Shane had named Bird, she just died. I have no clue what happened to her. About three weeks ago, our eight year old goldfish, Dean (named after my oldest first cousin. Patrick's idea), passed on. Last, but not least, the lovebird I took in from the lady my mom used to take care of was accidentally killed by one of our cats. No, the cat didn't grab her or anything like that. She knocked a framed picture down on top of the bird's cage and it hit her. Must have broke the poor girl's neck. I was so shocked to find her. It sucks. Even though we have Sophie and the kitties, I miss my birds and fish. Makes me tired of death, too, there has been so much of it these last few years in my life.
Anyway, I'm working on getting back into the writing life and all that goes with it. I know I've said that before. There is no set time for mourning or getting back into things, or so they say. Wish that was true...things do come up that make me say, you have got to get back to it or you'll lose this or that. Even though I know that, it doesn't stop that helpless empty feeling from sneaking back up and stopping me from doing what I know I need to do.
I do hope that those of you who read this and my other blog posts don't get bored with me writing about my journey back. Writing what I feel and think is the best way I know to get out of the slump and eventually stay out of it. I know those of you who are my closest friends will never leave me. Others can stay and see if something more comes of this blog or can move on and maybe miss out on a gem along the way. Who knows.
Hope you are all having a good week and staying cool. We here have been hotter than hot. It was 111 degrees Fahrenheit here yesterday. I spent most of the day in and out to check on my hens and ducks. They faired pretty well considering all I could do is feed them cold melon rinds and spray their pens with water.
Anyway, enough of this, let me see if I can get it posted.