My life is gloriously chaotic right now. Everywhere I
turn, I see more possibilities. We’ve been settled (ha!) in California for ten
days, and so much has happened, yet very little is complete. I did manage to
purchase, register, and insure my new car, but nearly everything else is still
up in the air. My hubby and I have an appointment tomorrow morning at the DMV
to register his car and get new drivers’ licenses. Judging by the quality of
driving I see all around me, the test should be a piece of cake.
We’ve met with the contractor who will be turning our new
(but sad and worn out) house into a dream home and approved the plans, and I
can’t wait to get started. I get to pick out everything new from windows, to
flooring, to kitchen cabinets. Of course, the converse is that I have to pick out everything new. So many
choices! So many possibilities! The mind boggles and I’ve barely started.
And then there’s the yard. The lot was completely neglected
and overgrown, so last week I hired a landscaping service to attack it with
chainsaws, pruners, and stump grinders. It took a small army of men three days
to whip the trees into shape and clear out decades’ worth of snarled
undergrowth. Now that I can see what I’m dealing with, the possibilities once
again are nearly overwhelming. Where do I even begin? I started by joining the
local garden club. Now I’ll be able to get advice from local experts who know
the ropes.
It put me in mind of my early days as a writer. I
blundered along on my own through my first manuscript, but it wasn’t until I
joined RWA and my local chapter that I learned the skills necessary to produce
a publishable novel. Now I rely on my writer friends, including my fellow Roses
of Prose and other authors at my publisher, for the advice and support to keep
me going through the ups and downs of this crazy business. Hats off you ladies!
I couldn’t do it without you.
Alison
http://alisonhenderson.blogspot.com
