Oh dear, it has been ten days since I last posted. How embarrassing. I have a few (very few) good Mohawk Valley Adventures to write about, but I feel I should first make an apology if not an explanation of not being here for my lovely readers, which I hope I still have.
These crack me up.
I throw in a picture which has very little to do with anything, but I saw it on Facebook this morning (yes, I peeked at Facebook before logging on to WordPress, judge me if you want to be that way), and it made me smile. My lawyer assured me he is still working on the appeal. Longtime readers may remember that I had the honor to play Roxalana Druse in Roxy, the fact-based play about the local murder presented by Herkimer County Historical Society at Ilion Little Theatre. I wrote several blog posts about it. In addition to giving me a laugh, I guess it helps me to remember past triumphs. I trust I shall not continue in the wallowy rut in which I have become mired (what an image!) (and autocorrect seems to think “wallowy” is not a word, but as usual in these cases, it is exactly what I mean).
Regarding the wallowy rut: I try, I really do try to do things other than sit around and feel sad, try to sleep, or read books (reading books is great, but it doesn’t clean the house, do the dishes, or make blog posts). At first the insidious voice in my head said, “I can’t!” I could sometimes overcome it with a gentle, “Just try” or “Just do one thing,” occasionally even specifying an actual thing. Then the voice switched to, “I don’t care!” That is more difficult to overcome, but I have had some minor success with, “Do it anyways,” or striving to ignore the voice.
I throw in a Christmasy picture to liven things up (I was sure Christmasy was a word!).
What a dull, self-involved post. I will play the widow card once again. This is my first Christmas without my beloved Steve. I remind myself that it is going to be hard, don’t be surprised by that, just try to do a few things to make the season merry for somebody at least. I guess I have gone over these thoughts before, but I must repeat them constantly to myself so inevitably impose them upon others as well.
And I see I am over 400 words. I hope to make a real Mohawk Valley Girl post later today or tomorrow. I thank everybody who is still reading.
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