I have been attempting to write an old year/new year post for about two weeks. In the words of Blanche Devereaux, ” I have writers block, it’s the worst feeling in the world.”  It’s either that or I have just ran out of things to say. I am sure that it is merely a creative block, I never seem to run out of things to say.

I think that my inability to write comes from stress. I am not usually a stressed out person, but when it hits, it is like a tsunami and I can’t stay focused on anything but survival. Okay, it’s not as dramatic as that. My life is pretty good, golden actually. I have all that I need and most of what I want.

I think that my current stress began around Christmas. I always strive for perfection and almost never achieve it. Before the holidays I have visions of my family gathered around a perfect meal, everyone getting the perfect gift, perfectly decorated cookies and candy, and no one has a schedule. Just hours and hours of perfect family harmony enjoying traditions built over the years.

Good dream, right? The reality of my holidays in the most recent years have barely included any of those things. Cookies are made, but not decorated, my Christmas dinner has failed miserably 3 out of 4 times and shopping for adult children is a chore in itself. My grandson, who is 3, is usually the only one that is genuinely surprised and happy about presents. Don’t get me wrong, I know that my children appreciate their gifts, but it is often exactly what they asked for therefore no surprises! I don’t want this to be a rant about bad holidays so I digress…

I am also a bit stressed that after being home for nearly two years, my husband’s job is taking us to another state to live in a hotel for several months. I love going with him and am fortunate that I am able to, but the preparation is nerve-wracking. I never know what to take. We will only be a few hours from home, but I really hate to drive. Once I am there I want to have everything that I need.Once we are there I am sure that I will calm down and fall into a routine. I just get so dang worked up in anticipation of what might be.  I know that I shouldn’t worry about things of which I have no control, but isn’t that what worry is?

Well, this post has been short, not very entertaining and not much said about the Girls. Once I am settled into my new surroundings I am sure that my mind will clear and I can write again. Maybe I’ll take a break from writing lists and packing suitcases. I haven’t sat down for more than a couple of episodes of the Golden Girls since before Christmas. An afternoon of the Girls may get the creative juices flowing!

I hope that everyone reading had wonderful holidays and that 2018 has started in a positive direction! Thank you so much for reading, especially to those that give feedback, follow or share my posts with others. It’s amazing to know that others enjoy (or not) the thoughts that I put to paper, so to speak. Have a great New Year!!!

Until Next Time… Thank You for Being a Friend!

MLG