Just Checking In……

So hi ya all, it’s been a minute. As I anticipated, my Blogs were going to come few and far between. I did not however foresee a vow of silence happening????

Please understand that me, the absolute creature of habit……no chapters or doors closing kind of gal… only comfortable with just same same day in and day out (also known as mundane) life…..had the biggest change (COVID aside), since my husband passed away nearly 16 years ago. Now although it took me about 18 years to recover from that, this was thankfully way less dramatic.

Now let me share with you how ‘’change’’ in my life is defined…..very simply, a new job. Well yes, that is huge, you might say….totally understandable…….but my new job was not even a ‘’new’’ job. It was kind of my one of two old jobs, which became the only job. So, no new office, no new faces, no new job description…… just more time spent in the old office, doing the old work and seeing the old faces more often. However, for this here Madam Papenfuss, it was out with the old, and in with the…..well…. kind of….. marginally……new, but old life…..imagine my anxiety and sleepless nights??

Not only was there this ”dramatic” change, but wait, there was more. My party venue, which I had been running for 15 years on the weekends, started getting bookings again after the likes of COVID reared it’s ugly ass head. So basically, it was a ”what in the hard hit hospitality industry was happening???” Fifteen years I ran the business, not once feeling sorry for myself about the fact that I worked during the week and on weekends, and all of a sudden, I was thinking, how the hell was I going to cope with working during the week AND on weekends?? How was I going to get up and out on my newfound days of rest?? How was it fair that I had to work seven days a week??

So, to sum up….new but old job and continuation after a brief pause of a business that had consumed my weekends for the previous 15 years. Imagine….the horror. How was I supposed to adjust to these ‘’earth shattering’’ changes to my life at the ripe old age of 55??

So, as I said, it’s been a minute. In the meantime my younger son Salt turned 21. What a momentous occasion! Such a deserving dedication was called for. Imagine the blog that could have been devoted to that? Too late…moment is over. Sorry Salt….you deserved a momentous blog. Although my guess is that he couldn’t be happier that he dodged that bullet.

Another event that has plagued us beautiful people on this side of the world….we have been subjected to load shedding….loads and loads of load shedding. Probably a foreign concept to a lot of people. Let me explain….it is when a corrupt and inefficient Government causes the basic AND EXPENSIVE utility service that we pay for every month, to be handed out if and when they decide, as we are ‘’short of electricity’’. Imagine the amount of blogs that I could have devoted to that?? For this, I do not think my children were grateful, as I generally had to vent, poop and fart to them, when normally I would have been slamming my grievances out on a keyboard! 

To top that off, from the *&^% continuous power surges that loadshedding caused, NATURALLY (to someone with a fraction of a brain), our cables and whatever else powers our electricity….intermittently…..had a meltdown, and our area was in the dark for 5 DAYS!!! Always one to make lemonade out of lemons……NOT….there was a whole adventure attached to that too. Now that could easily have involved a couple of blogs…..well when the power returned and allowed for them to be typed!! But nope, sorry for you, that has been another masterpiece or two that you have been deprived of.

And wait……there’s more…..the fifty seventh wave of the nineteenth strain of COVID arrived. PRECISELY …..or perhaps suspiciously (content for yet ANOTHER blog) almost to the minute, as predicted a few months ago. Just in time for us to have our lives and livelihood disrupted again, and for us not to be able to look forward to the two and a half minute holiday season, which we all SO RICHLY DESERVE!!!!

Then in between all that, the 16^th Anniversary of the loss of my husband came and went. I mean, that needed two blogs. One to reflect on the life and times of Grumpy Mummy and her spices post loss, and another to rave and brag about my friends, who never fail, every year, to remember, recognise and provide all the comfort and humour required for the day to be gentler.

So, to get to the point, as quickly as my blogging (re-) started, it paused again. Can’t say I cared much, as I was too busy manufacturing stress and anxiety in my life to even give it a second thought!!

But helloooooooo…..a seed for a very reflective blog was planted in the last couple of weeks, which of course had me anxiously putting myself under pressure to thrash out a long overdue blog. So…..here I am….all yours……try and contain your excitement……. 

But wait…..now that I have got weeks of no blogging off my chest, I am not totally in the mood to write that ever so reflective blog anymore. Well not today at any rate.

Just kinda checking in with the 0.5 followers who have told me they miss my blogs. Not all wasted I suppose.

So just to let you know, I am here, I am no saner, calmer, content or less snarky and sarcastic than I was when we last spoke.  

But as for that reflective blog……naaaah, not today…….maybe tomorrow.