I have so little time for sitting and thinking. I find myself musing in the car as I drive. Or standing in the lab watching the clock during a reaction time. Or waiting for… something to happen at work. It does not lend itself to deep insightful essays. My thoughts are broken up like a dropped glass.
I do find myself finding joy to dwell in. So much stress and anger in public spaces these days. I’m not sorry for turning my back on that, to look for more beauty.
I also find myself longing for rest. There is always something to do. Several somethings to do. Lists of them, even. I’m back in the vicious cycle of getting sick because I am not resting enough. And I do not see the open time to take the rest.
And I need a new host for my website. Something keeps changing in the backend – I have Bluehost – and making it difficult if not impossible to upload photos and images, even just straight from my phone. This week adding products to the web store from my POD fulfillment place has suddenly started failing, with an error telling me the server is timing out. I pay for a service, but I am not getting it. So make note: don’t use Bluehost!
It’s all overwhelming. Interspersed with long stretches of boredom where I cannot do anything, because I am paid to wait. At least I’m paid. Counting my blessings…
I’ll be having a print sale as soon as I have time. If I can upload what I need to list them on the website. Grrrr