Retirement meant I had no deadlines, and I wallowed in nothingness and gardening for a time. Then with some broken bones, I couldn’t garden, and frustration set in.
Writing has meant that I have to plan. There are still chores that need to be done and lists prioritise so that I don’t forget. My short term memory is faulty. Writing, I lose all sense of time. Regular habits; (such as walking, are routines that help to keep Chris , me, and Millie healthy), are essential.
There are still things I put aside, for instance, seeking out publishers. That seems to go into the ‘one day’ basket. Family takes precedence. Tomorrow I am off to Canberra to see two children and their families. One 40th birthday and one 1st birthday are to be celebrated. These mile stones are important, things we can’t recapture if we don’t make an effort to be there.
Subsequently, I shall be off air for four days. Shall miss you all, but shall try and catch up on my return.