This blog went silent for a very long time as I felt OBE - overtaken by events in my life. As with most writers, the muse often leaves the building. And I am not the best at self-discipline, or should I say I use what self-discipline I have in other areas. My practical WASP nature, work first, hobbies (like my writing) later and sometimes never.
Short version, I listed and sold the house I'd shared with my Dad, where I'd lived for 11 years. I'd lived in that general area since 1996. I had lots of furnishings to downsize and spent loads of time trying to sell them. I tried to buy a manufactured home close to the beach, but it needed so much work, I backed out of the deal. I moved from North Inland San Diego county to North Coastal San Diego, and while the blog has been dark, I've crafted a new life for myself. I only moved 30 miles, but it was a pretty big change for this old girl.
"Youth is a gift of nature, age is a work of art." Or not. In this journal, I reflect on some changes and challenges discovered on my aging journey.
Tuesday, July 28, 2015
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