No one has kidnapped me.
I know, I know. It has been some time since I stepped out into the blogosphere. It was a summer and a half. It might have only been one season, but it must have been a season in dog years. I spent four months as an indentured servant in my church’s finance office. I am a marginal bookkeeper at best, but the pickings were slim and I, at least, had a pulse. I had two eye surgeries. For most of the summer, my two eyes were not teetering and tottering on the same see-saw, which meant “sight” was a relative, finite commodity. I had to pace my vision requirements. I had a birthday. When our church finally hired a “real” person to take over the finance office, I went on a vacation in New York City for five days. Now, I am having the wood floors in my house replaced. This required a couple of weeks of intensive tossing and packing preparation time. Also- an exciting announcement- I am working on a novel.
My brain has been busy percolating so many thoughts and ideas, spurred by the tumult of the last six months. I’ve shared some of my random musings in blogs during that period, but I think I hit my wall. There were too many thoughts in my head, and it was getting too difficult to extract them. They were stuck up in my cerebellum, twisted into a gnarly, impossible knot of blockage.
I’ve started sorting things out in my brain. I have begun writing some coherent narratives that I will soon post to share my scintillating revelations. I just wanted to give you an update, so you did not think I had wandered off and gotten lost. Well, I did wander off but did not get lost. Maybe just a little misplaced.
Please bear with me and keep reading. In the next few weeks, I intend to share some birthday perspectives, some Terri-specific New York City adventures (as my secretary once said, “that could only happen to you- you are a weird magnet,”) some ideas about the tension between “doing” and “being,” and some thoughts on producing a novel. Thanks for putting up with me!
Have a patient kind of day!
Terri/Dorry 🙂