I’d lost track of how long I’ve been at this blogging thing. But WordPress told me last week. I’ve been writing at Gin & Lemonade for six years.
That makes me want to apologise that my last post before this was a muddy puddle. But I won’t, because y’know, cute kid.
Someone asked me recently how I was doing.
‘Yeah, she’s two.’
‘I know,’ said my friend, in Edinburgh, on the phone, in a building where I used to work. ‘But I asked about you.’
‘Oh.’ Actual-ha-ha-dry-laugh. ‘Ehm. ‘How ’bout you go first?’ I said.
Because I don’t know how I am. But I’m trying to find out again.
very big medium-sized house in the country is set on sloping gravel that we’re getting paved. The first step in that process was widening the front door and ramping over the front steps. That happened over two very noisy days last week.
We took Isla to Inverness for the weekend, on a trip that included getting stuck behind some elk at the safari park, catching Pokemon and Finding Dory.
And came back to a finished ramp into the house.
I know, I went very quickly from ‘me’ to ‘we’ again. But my point is this. I plan to use the ramp to get out more. Yes, I’m looking forward to racing Isla all around the house, but maybe I’ll go further and take a class somewhere, and go for coffee more often, take the camera places. Fill up some new notebooks.
I have been out of the house before this, but the spontaneity and heart is taken out of it when your husband breaks his toe on the ‘portable’ ramps (one track for each wheel) that the OT department gave you. (Thanks, but no thanks, but thanks?)
And so, new ramp, new me? Not quite. Because I like me. But I’d like to do more of the stuff I like: writing, working, blogging, laughing, finishing coffee, talking to people who aren’t two. Maybe working outside this house. And yes, making sure Isla eats and sleeps and learns and laughs. Because when she does all of those things it’s like I’m doing those things.
But more ‘me’ things on the list, I think.
And so, hello. How are you?