One dish, One spoon

So, it’s been almost a whole year since my last post. So easiest and fastest explanation goes like this: lady problems, uterine cancer and hypothetical radical hysterectomy scare, relief of being 100% cancer free (spent weeks thanking all sorts of higher powers – God, Allah, Mohammad, Budha, Goddess, even Zeus, Thor and Jupiter and the gang got a thank you note), reality check of being high risk for cancer and new and totally pain in the butt beyond the realm of eat healthy and exercise new regime to prevent cancer, sinus infection, sinus infection, concussion, sinus infection, vacation (Bahamas, really kinda deserved that), vertigo, more doctors, four deaths in varying degree of closeness, grandfather in ICU, and pneumonia. Add onto that trying to finish an art project, which a collaborator I brought onto the project went completely crazy and spread all sorts of misinformation.

So, the last year has been a challenge, to say the least. There are many more details and lots more contextual subplot, but to discuss that would be boring for you and painful for me, so let’s leave it at, I had a really complicated year.

So moving forward. I am going to re-establish my daily writing habit. I am also writing a short story or two, a novel and have a screenplay running around my brain.

Truth is, I am still the unintentional housewife and I am going nuts not having job. Trying to get a job is a catch-22, I want one desperately, but when I manage to land an interview and I don’t get past that first interview, I get completely discouraged and contemplate housewifery forever, and then I look at the kitchen sink and realize I am not good at that either.