A New Chapter

I can't believe how far I have come, technologically speaking. I have been working on my very own website! It's not ready to launch yet, and how I'm really not sure what I'm doing, but somehow I feel as though I am moving forward.

I have begun a writing job, writing articles for a website that sells newsletter content. Some of the topics I have to write on are SO boring! I had to write ten articles on a subject I knew nothing about--I sure know about it now! At least I am making a few bucks for my writing, which is going to go towards a new laptop, then towards paying off a credit card, and then to building an account for taking some of my granddaughters to Disney next fall.

This laptop is on its last legs, but I am getting some upgrades that will help me limp through until I can get a new one. I fell in love with one at Best Buy last week and I could have put it on meester master card, but I resisted, since I had made a pact with myself that I would buy one with writing earnings. I'm gonna do it, I am just so sure!!!

My fibro has been present, but I refuse to stop what I need to be doing to give into it. I was just dying to get out into the perennial beds and rake, and darn it, I did it! I hurt, but it's a good feeling to know that I did it.

Well, it's late (for me) and I gotta go to bed.
Thanks for visiting!
Linda

I've had enough !

It's April 15 (tax day, ugh!) and there is still snow in my yard. I don't mean a little--just outside my front door are banks 2 feet high! I shoveled and path (and I'm suffering for it!) to my little greenhouse today in hopes of spending some time in the warmth. I can lose many hours out there with my hands in the dirt. It's great therapy for me and I wish I could do it year round. Many years ago, I owned a commercial greenhouse. I had a full time job in a family business and would work all day, come home and fix dinner for hubby and 4 kids and then go to the greenhouse until midnight during April and May. I loved every minute of it, but had to eventually give it up when all the dust and mold spores brought on asthma and allergies.

I've been incredibly busy writing. I write at Helium.com and just finished up a competition in which I won a whopping $36! It doesn't sound like much, but it represents a lot more to me--I'm a professional now! It also got me a writing job, writing articles for a company that provides newsletter articles to their clients. It doesn't pay a lot, but it will eventually buy me a new laptop, and I hope the credentials eventually lead to a agent or publisher taking me serious! I have written a novel and would love to see it published one day.

I had a flare last week but I was determined not to let it get to me. I rested when I could, kept "doped" up, watched what I ate and drank and kept busy. I like being recognized as a writer instead of a victim of fibro. The rest of the week is predicted to be warm and sunny, which helps me tremendously, physically and mentally. Go, snow, go! (Hey! A poem title!)

Would love to have some feedback--anyone out there???

Thanks for stopping by,
Linda

Bringing Fibro to Florida

Two more days and I have to go back home to the cold of Maine. I quickly acclimated to the warm climate here in Maimi and I am dreading being back to wearing a heavy coat and actual shoes and socks.

I've had two minor flares in the 2-1/2 weeks I've been here--I know the warmth really helps and I wish I could not have to deal with Maine winters, but that's not gonna happen for awhile. I wouldn't want to live here in the summer--too hot to take a breath in August and I can only take air conditioning just so long before it makes me achy. I used to work for an attorney who kept the office chilled enough to have a meat locker; to accomodate me he moved me into my own office and turned off the AC in just that room.

I was able to play four full rounds of golf since I've been here--not good golf, but golf nonetheless! There are two pools and a jacuzzi at the resort we were in; I don't know which one felt better, so I kept alternating...

I also got jubilant to receive an e-mail from a publishing house who wanted to publish my novel and a poem I wrote--only to find that it was a scam. Bummer. I'll keep writing and keep sending my work in--if it's meant to be I'll get a great deal and live happily ever after. (That was humor, folks)

I'm thinking that my granddaughter has the right idea--a nap. A nap is rarely a bad idea.

Thanks for tuning in!