A listy post today, I think, because I’m in danger of overwhelming myself with everything I want to think and say and do.
1. The road trip was awesome. So awesome, I can’t even think of distilling it down to a single post, or even several. It’s still just a kaleidescope of images and feels. Ideally of course I would have posted as we went, but I decided to give myself a break – as much as that’s possible when you’re covering 3000kms in 17 days with the fam. I did a lot of art and read crappy novels, and bought clever books, and took hundreds of photos, from sweeping landscape vistas to the minute art of nature to my kids doing and seeing stuff they haven’t seen or done and it was thoroughly thrilling and thoroughly exhausting. So, basically perfect. Pictures will trickle onto the instagram page eventually.
2. Some writing opportunities have come my way!
First, I’ve found a blog-hop to join. I’m slightly terrified – I’m going to have to out myself as a writer – but only slightly; it feels like the right time and I’m ready to jump. Watch this space.
Second, the amazing woman who teaches my kids literacy has set up a little writing club. I went, I pestered her for reminders about plot, I remembered just how much of a pantser I am, I solved some problems, and I can see the next novel bubbling up. Huh. To be perfectly honest, I’m not sure whether I want to start working on it – I think I’d rather have a go flogging the finished MS first, but … occasional Thursdays, writing, in addition to Sunday’s time off for good behaviour; yes, I think I’m ready for that.
3. Ohhh the garden! It’s coming along in stops and giant bursts. A huge back step while we were away – 17 days, no water, oops – but we are back now and it’s full-speed ahead.
4. Except, of course, when we are homeschooling. CraftyFish had a wobble where she thought she wanted to go back to school. I was okay with that; our school was lovely, it worked well for her at first, the troubling elements are resolved; I’m confident we could make it work well for her again. Then she considered what she’d be missing and wobbled back towards home, which led to a discussion about how we might make home learning better for her. I think we can do that – she’s already written a couple of stories and done some math, in direct response to that. Then she woke up with a sore throat, poor kid, so it’s all up in the air again.
5. I’ve officially given up my plans to run the Bridge to Brisbane this year. I have gotten a bit better – and backslid – and better still – and backslid – and got to where I could run about 1.5kms – and then went away, which really was an epic backslide. It was always going to be a huge ask, that goal, and while part of me is sorry to miss it, I’m glad I set a goal ambitious enough to make me keep working towards it throughout the year. I shall keep going, until summer hits, and I backslide again, because every time you restart it gets a little easier.
Oh and that’s it – time’s up. One of those mornings where it doesn’t look or feel like much, but setting up for next time is always a good thing. Now I’m going home to make chicken soup and chocolate chip cookies for people who don’t feel well, and do some art, and some housework, and dream, and plan.