It's been a long couple of weeks.
Two weeks ago was the loss of my long time fur friend, which I wrote about here.
Last week was a crisis of the extended family which I will not write about. It's not my story, but did have an impact on my immediate family.
But now I have hauled my butt back to the keyboard.
I need to get back to my story, Renewal, that I've been writing on Wattpad.com.
I need to keep working on my random flash fiction stories on the other blog Elsetime and Otherwhen.
And I need to get back to the things I'm trying to accomplish around this house.
I did manage, in my time away from working, to reorganize my kitchen.
Get my Christmas horde semi-controlled.
My project now is to go through the gazillion pictures scattered around this house. They have been tossed into boxes, haphazardly slipped into albums, and many are still in the envelopes from which ever photo service was used to develop them.
Pictures of Christmases past. Many of my parents with my daughter. Some pictures from the distant past of relatives gone long before I was born.
I call it my ancestral archeology.
There are still farmer's market to browse, since the garden was not at its best this year. I've been able to get some canning and freezing done, but not as much as I'd wanted.
Although, I did succeed at sauerkraut this year!
And of course my long love affair with yarn. I'm trying very, very hard to use up the yarn stash before I buy new yarn.
(No, no I'm not. I already have new yarn plans.)
So...enough boring life. Off to elsetime. To write stories of otherwhen.