Okay, I know, it’s been forever since I posted on here but I’ve fought my way through the cobwebs, dusted off the password and here I am.
I’m not promising to stick around though because, last time I did that, life pulled the rug out from under me and I never managed to get back to the blog.
The main reason for my absence has been way too much going on at work, and the sad demise of my precious Lily Bean.
It was a huge shock losing her because she was fine when I went away for a week and when I got back she had gone into heart failure. I had to have her put to sleep exactly three months to the day I had Philby put down.
Okay, that’s the bad news out of the way, so what’s good?
Well, that depends on your point of view, but I’ve started writing again. Finally my characters in Yantsu woke up and gave me the nudge I needed. I’ve written over 3000 words in the last week and, even though today was a writing disaster, I still feel the urge.
Actually, today was a disaster all round but I survived relatively unscathed. I’m just not sure how I’m ever going to face the accountant again.
I was in the middle of my morning workout session which had, up to the point of my utter humiliation, consisted of an hour on the rebounder broken up with intervals of squat jumps, sit ups, leg raises, blocks, punches and kicks followed by 40 minutes of kata.
Now, I realise it’s unladylike but, when I work out, I sweat. Yup, unlike most women I know I don’t just glow, I actually sweat. There, I said it.
Anyway, I was just about to finish up and have a shower before the guy came round to service the water heater when there was a knock on the door.
So, like any sane person would, I ignored it and ducked into the bathroom for my shower, right? Err, wrong.
Purple in the face and looking like a reject from Miss Wet T-shirt 2010 (thank goodness for sports bras), I opened the door and found myself face to face with the accountant. OMG somebody shoot me now.
By the time he’d finished explaining why he was dropping the paperwork off in person and not posting it like he said he would, the water heater man had arrived. Nice one. I did get changed but I spent the entire afternoon feeling grubby and disgusting because he needed to turn the water off so I couldn’t shower.
Oh well, I’ll probably never see him again, I thought to myself. Pah! No such luck. Before he left he announced that he’d have to come back on Friday to fit a part he didn’t have. Great!
Disasters aside, I’m in front of the computer now and I might still manage a thousand words or so before bed.
I’ll endeavour to give an update on my progress tomorrow.