As I sit here wallowing in self-pity, I tell myself: it’s temporary.
These depressions I get are a pain in the ass. I have nothing but first world problems.
To add insult to injury, I *lost* both my dogs. One moved away, the other is conserving finances due to a career change. (That would be the human who owns the dog who is career-changing, not the dog. Hah.) This affects my daily walking which was always a good thing. It also affects my food budget.
(Get used to ramen noodles and soup around here people…)
So, my dog walking business is temporarily on hold. I went from busy to…not so busy.
Please don’t tell me to go for a walk by myself. Walking without a dog isn’t much fun.
The editing I do on the side is in a lull too at the moment. The woman whose book I edited a couple of years ago asked me to edit her next book which was due to be finished by now but she, too, has a delay.
That’s ok. I know I will get busy again.
I know these short periods of less work won’t last forever. This is one of the challenges when working freelance or contract. Sometimes, there is no work (and also no income).
But, there is light at the end of the tunnel. I’ve already been approached about walking another dog pending a contract a mom in the ‘hood here is waiting on, and another neighbour’s maternity leave is coming to an end in September and they have a dog…
We shall see.
In the meantime, momlife could theoretically keep me busy if I wasn’t so stuck on this laptop here…once I get online it’s hard to break away.
WHY IS THAT? sheesh…
In my defense, I was writing more fiction. 🙂
But the clock is ticking and my to do list isn’t getting any shorter.
What I should be doing is take apart my teenager’s room. He’s away on a grad trip until the end of the week and then launches directly into a baseball tournament when he gets back. That boy will be exhausted just in time for school to start back up on Monday. 😉
So no time like the present to go in there armed with a mask and garbage bags to tackle the clutter. And change the sheets. And purge the outgrown clothing.
Instead I sit here on the couch with the laptop on my lap.
I did something though, I didn’t just wile away my life.
I was writing! 😉
In the meantime, I need to get off this couch before my back gives out. Being plugged in for hours on end without moving is not good for my back, my neck, my posture or my mental stability…
How is everyone doing today? It’s Thursday, isn’t it (don’t ask me…)…almost the weekend.
Not that this is necessarily a good thing…weekends are not relaxing around here. And with the weather iffy who knows how the baseball games will play out.