A New Year, A New Place

 

So.

Here we go again…

I’ve moved.

Again.

For the quintillionth time.

Which, by the way, I didn’t even know was a word until a preacher spoke about how many years it would take a tiny sparrow to carry all the grains of sand in the world to the moon. This discussion was meant to put the length and depth of eternity in perspective.

But I digress.

So, yeah.

I moved.

Most of my stuff is in a rental storage, and the rest is still in boxes stacked in a corner.

I was also sick for a period of two weeks, during which I was nearly completely bed-ridden.

I finally pushed through the end of that period, and began to feel more optimistic about my situation after having unpacked a few bags and one box.

There are still several – many actually – boxes to go, but I am determined to feel optimistic.

In any case, this move has put a stall on any editing I might have been able to accomplish.

I’m getting my bearings and hopefully will get revved up to start this process soon.

Wish me luck.

 

 

4 Responses to “A New Year, A New Place”

  1. Karen Rice says:

    Best of luck to one of the sweetest, strongest, smartest young women it is my good fortune to know.

  2. Good luck! I shut down my old facebook and made a brand new one and I’m still trying to catch up, lol! I hope you are feeling better!

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