… to my regular readers.
I apologise profusely for not updating my blog in ages!
It’s not that there haven’t been exciting things to tell you about. But I have been a little snowed under (though not in the literal sense, as our temperatures are currently soaring into the high 20s and early 30s – Celsius that is – and so there ain’t any snow down here right now).
One of the hazards of working freelance is that it is tricky to get the timing right when it comes to accepting jobs.
Sometimes there are weeks of drought, where the River of Abundance has dried up into a narrow, muddy trickle that is hardly able to flow over the rocks and between the silt sandbanks. And the fridge, the pantry and my piggy bank get progressively emptier.
Rattle, rattle, clink.
You end up wondering whether NO ONE out there loves and needs you. And you scan the horizon, looking for signs of life.
And then there moments – like now – when the River of Abundance comes down in a flood, and you’re piling up sandbags and trying to funnel the roaring torrent into neat little canals, so that as many of your drought-stricken fields can receive nourishment as possible. And so that you can manage and compartmentalise your time, attention and resources most effectively.
I’m not complaining, mind you! It’s VERY nice to earn a bit of moolah before the inevitable festive season spending spree!
I’m just saying that it sure would be easier on the swollen fingers, aching hands, stiff neck and tired eyes – all those nasty side-effects of excessive computer work – if said River of Abundance could flow juuuuuust a little more evenly and reliably.
So you could maybe, inbetween like, have a quiet sit-down by the water’s edge, dangling your feet in the cold, clean mountain stream, and sipping a refreshing cup of tea, while listening to the birds singing and twittering all around you.
I gotta go…