sometimes alcohol is the best medicine

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Right. Back again. I'll spare you all the details, mainly because I don't want to live through them a second time. Suffice to say things looked bleak for a while there. Not everything has fallen back into place just yet, but I don't think the light at the end of the tunnel is the oncoming train any more, so that's positive.

My writing time vanished out the window in all the panic, so I'm very much looking forward to getting words on paper again. All I've managed in the past week is scrawling one or two sentences on scraps of paper during spare minutes in my lunch break. There are a lot of scraps of paper, but a preliminary sort shows most of them have variations of the same sentence on them. Probably because I have a habit of writing down the last sentence I can remember as a starting point, but I obviously never got past the starting point most days. C'est la vie.

It puts me behind, of course, and I might have to start looking at allocating my writing time from a more financially responsible point of view. The novel I'm working on currently is uncontracted; perhaps it's time to put it aside in favour of one that has a more certain future. I shall ponder the issue. Tomorrow. Or maybe over the weekend.

In the meantime, I have spent a goodly portion of this evening attempting to understand the telephone provider system in Australia. I am baffled. Should it be this hard? Really?

4 thoughts on “sometimes alcohol is the best medicine

  1. The offer to help Saturday morning and early afternoon is still there if you need some. Email or call me (if you still have my mobile no. *g*)

    1. Hi Melinda, Sorry I haven't replied to your email and your very generous offer – I've been flatchat with work and trying to arrange the move. I think I've broken every synapse I ever grew. Tonight's the first chance I've really had to try and wade through my emails. I have removalists (paid for by the company) taking care of the delivery on Saturday, and I'm not sure what time it's all taking place. I still have your mobile number, so I'll let you know how I'm doing!

  2. No worries, my dear. I kept an eye on my phone this morning and kept having "good moving" thoughts for you, in case. I hope everything has been placed carefully, intact and undamaged in your new place.

    1. Thank you! I'm not unpacked, but I have the essentials like bed and bathroom and kitchen sorted enough to use them. I count this as unpacked for all intents and purposes. The rest can be done in dribs and drabs. Next project: scanning all the paper documents into the computer so I can ditch the filing cabinet!

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