I have been staring at a blank page for an hour, trying to determine what to write for the column this week. I had to charge all of my tech equipment this evening. I checked for messages several times this week and had none. It is Sunday night, past my bedtime. With my phone fully charged, finally, I discovered a message from Annie Duett. She said she had several little things to tell me. It was too late by the time my phone charged. Annie, I will talk to you one evening this week and see what you might have for next week’s paper.
We worked three partial days this past week with no air conditioning in our area. It only takes a few minutes for the temperature inside our unvented office to be hotter than outside without cooling. It does not help concentration and focus, when about all you can think about is the heat. We worked with fans on in the office, but well before the air was back on, the fans were only blowing hot air. About the time I was ready to go downstairs and try to find a cool office to work, the service people got it repaired. It went out on three separate days for a few hours. Twice it was out when I arrived at work.
Sometimes I think I might be getting too tired to deal with the problems, but so far God has brought me through them and I trust Him to continue doing so. I do hope to be able to retire someday, but right now I cannot envision such a time. So far, I haven’t been retired by the company, but one never can guess when it might happen. Meanwhile, I just assume and hope that I am where God wants me, doing what He wants me to do.
It was a relaxing weekend, watching Hallmark marathons and attending church this morning, and some off and on social media and Words With Friends. I need to be adding words to the novels I have started instead, but I seem to be in a perpetual state of writer’s block. I sit down with my laptop and a page or two seems all I can write on any of them. I won’t be writing them all at the same time, but I need to reach a point of being able to figure out the one I am going to actually write next. I was much better at this when I was young, but I was also working, running a household, raising a family and trying to keep my husband happy, which was like three full-time jobs. I surely did not have time to write as I wanted to then.
My writing room in Louisiana is all set up, but it also gets little use, since I do not get to go as often as I would like. The trip there and back exhausts me, and I have to go back to work the next day. I plan to go next month for a long weekend, but no plans to go before then. I have used up most of my vacation time and it doesn’t renew until late February, so I have to spend the remaining amount carefully.
You know, the title of this column is Union Community News, and it helps so much when I do actually have something from you to report or announce. You can send those to my email gingersnapwelch@gmail.com, or text or leave voicemail at 601-504-3146.
Until next week, be blessed and safe.
