Guess What?

Happy Monday, folks! I hope this week proves to be a productive one for us all.

I’ve accomplished something I never thought I would. I finished “The Ex Files” for my kids and it has been sent to the printer! By no means does this make me a published author because it’s a private printing, not to be distributed to the public. It does make me feel good that I have finished the book and now my adult kids will understand why I left their father and why he wasn’t a part of their lives.

My next project is “Aunt Debbie’s Best” cookbook that WILL make me a published author! Staying motivated will be the hardest part. I will be contacting a few people who have shown interest in testing recipes, in the near future. Wish me luck in this daunting project!

Nelson Mandela once said, “It always seems impossible until it is done.”

Now, on with Monday. Be kind and stay safe, my friends.

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What’s Eating Aunt Debbie?

There’s a lot on my mind these days. Most of which you probably don’t want to hear about. Aside from the current political situation, which has me wanting to scream, there are a few other things on my mind.

First, I’ve just not had the motivation to write. I don’t know why. I have a lot of ideas, including notes I have jotted down for future reference. I can’t even bring myself to sit down on a daily basis and read the blogs I follow. I’m just lost…basically going through the motions. I just don’t have any motivation to do anything.

I had my 2nd Covid vaccine on Tuesday so in 2 weeks I am getting my hair cut! I’m so sick of this mop that’s been growing for over a year! I was worried that I’d be sick, like some people do after their 2nd shot. I was a little more achier than normal and my arm hurts like a mother, but it wasn’t too bad. Of course, I started taking Tylenol every 8 hours the day before my appointment, and made sure to stay hydrated. I think that helped.

Recently, I was diagnosed with lymphedema and was referred for lymphedema therapy. Of course, my insurance won’t cover it so I had to apply for financial aid. I finally got the financial aid and made the appointment. Turns out I really don’t have lymphedema – yet. If left untreated this will turn into lymphedema. I got a massage that will help get my lymphatic system moving as it should, and I was taught how to do this myself as well. The therapist wrapped my legs, showing me how to do it, and I was on my way. I will see her again next week. I’m hoping for another massage! Snort!

I find myself thinking more and more about my past self. You know, the person I used to be. I used to be a cross-country backpacker, a great cook, a soap and bath & body maker, and a jewelry maker. I can’t do any of those things anymore. I can’t stand, sit, or walk for long periods of time so all of these things are very difficult, if not impossible for me to do. I’d give anything to just be able to take a freakin’ walk!

But I am grateful for everything I have. I have a roof over my head, a wonderful family, great friends, fur babies who give me headbutts and cuddles, and I can still walk, albeit with crutches and very slowly. I have my Dad who is my comic relief and I swear, the best thing is when Dad and I think of the same funny thing at the same time, and we don’t have to say a word because we know exactly what the other is thinking!

I’m going to focus on the good in my life. I mean, I try to do that anyway but I’ve been a bit down this past few weeks and I need to pull myself out of this slump! I need to find something that motivates me and snap out of it! There used to be plenty of things in my life that motivated me but it seems like those things are lost or just hiding from me.

One Day At A Time

I’m really having a difficult time writing consistently in my blog. The problem is, that I’ve nothing to write about. Well, not unless you count me complaining about this, that, or the other! I don’t want to do that – it drives readers away. Forgive this post, please; it’s just a bit of complaining but it can’t be helped as it’s the way I’m feeling.

Prior to March 15, I could go get my hair cut & colored, take the cats for their immunizations, get my eyes checked, take the car for service or a tire rotation, go to Walmart, the bank, the grocery store, and take Dad for any appointments he may have made. There were countless other things we could do in addition to our weekly outing for lunch. Those times we went out – for whatever reason – gave me experiences and ideas for writing. (They may not have been good ideas, but still…) Now, the only experiences we gain are when we go to the drive thru at the liquor store, bank or pharmacy. Hardly a reason to come home and write!

I feel ‘stuck’ sitting at home. I have nothing to look forward to. Before this pandemic, I looked forward to going to whatever appointments we had lined up or even to Walmart. (Imagine that.) I looked forward to my son, daughter in law, and grandson coming to visit. I looked forward to lunch with my Dad once a week. Now, I’m afraid that will have to wait because Covid-19 cases in my county and surrounding counties are going up. The numbers are still very low compared to most of the country but still a cause for concern.

Being disabled has me at an extreme disadvantage. Had this pandemic happened 10-12 years ago I’d be out hiking, bird watching, gardening, cooking, preserving veggies from my garden, creating soaps and bath products, among other things. I can’t do any of those things now so it’s terribly depressing. I’ve spent the last decade not only trying to get medical assistance, but also trying to reinvent myself. That’s not going quite as well as I had planned and now it’s at a stand-still.

My days now consist of the “same shit – different day” and quite honestly, I’m surprised I even know today is Monday Tuesday? I spend my days updating on social media, reading blogs, placing orders for the week, and doing a few quick chores. I watch a little TV, read a few chapters in a book, crochet, fix quick foods for Dad and myself, and giving each of my cats a good brushing. I sit at the computer waiting for inspiration and/or motivation to write. Nothing comes to me. I turn on some music. That’s no help. I search for writing prompts that strike me as interesting…but either nothing appeals to me or I start writing something, only to save it and walk away disgusted with my writing skills. I can’t even find the motivation to write about my ex for The Ex-Files!

One day at a time…as they say. Someone told me to give myself a break. I’m doing that; taking a break from social media, and TV for a week, maybe longer. I’ll do my best to just chill and let the ideas flow, but no promises.

What do you do to keep the ideas flowing? What inspires you to write these days? I hope you’re having a better time writing that I have been!

Have a great week, friends! Stay safe!

Motivational Monday

“Your worth is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking, and don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart you’ll know when you find it.” ~ Steve Jobsmotivationalmondayquotes