Well, I might as well get started writing something, since the longer I wait to write something, the more I feel I should be writing something powerful and significant, not just catching up. And that, dear readers, is a recipe for absolute writer’s block.
So where’ve I been?
Partly—working. Working has never precluded blog-writing before, but until this point, working has never been researching and writing. Despite my deep love of writing, it turns out that I reach a point where I either don’t want to write more or can’t get into a state of flow with writing anymore.
Partly—visiting my grandmother. That meant going with only spotty internet borrowed from a neighbor for checking email. My grandmother just told me she wishes she could be on Facebook with much of our family, though—and when a 94-year-old computer-averse woman wants to be on Facebook, you can see why the 24-year-old Facebook founder is worth over a billion dollars.
Partly—wanting to write about topics which can’t be public at this point. I rarely get trolls hitting up my blog, and I have many supportive readers, so that’s not the issue. But part of what I’ve wanted to write about is my husband’s job search and my experiences with that, and while the job search is now going exceedingly well, I don’t feel comfortable talking about it in a public location where anyone searching for my or his names can read my thoughts.
Partly—taking my energy for writing and applying it to personal correspondence. I’ve gotten really bad about communicating with my friends over email. I set emails aside to respond later and then realize way later that I haven’t responded. My friends mean more to me than that. But there’s only so much writing energy to go around, as I’ve said.
Partly—feeling too jumbled at times to pull together cohesive posts. Anxiety, excitement, and frustration have been common lately, but I haven’t gotten the clarity to write about some of it.
Partly—going places like the amazing cathedral in Cologne.
Two of the three jobs we’re most seriously considering for my husband are in Europe. We used up my husband’s (wonderful) frequent flyer miles buying me a rather last-minute ticket to go with him and see where we might move in three months. We were there nine days. I was way more focused on, “Could I live here? How do I find food I can eat? How do I find my way around?” than on taking photos, so I didn’t take nearly as many as usual. But if you want to see some of the photos, I’ll put a link to the Flickr set once I fix my Flickr uploader in Lightroom.
So what specific news can I share with you right now?
First, I’m in the process of developing a couple of gluten-free, allergen-free cooking classes in cooperation with the woman who runs our CSA here in Atlanta. The (hopefully hands-on, not just demo) classes will be held at a fabulous cooking school here. We are focusing on local, sustainably produced foods as well as the gluten-free/allergen-free aspect. Assuming everything moves forward, we’ll be having classes in the next two months. I’d love to hear your thoughts about what you’d most like to do or learn in a cooking class for people with food restrictions. I’m really pumped about offering these, because I’ve thoroughly enjoyed taking cooking classes in the past, and I’ve really missed that community connection around making food.
Second, my husband has been brewing gluten-free, and it appears that we (okay, he—but I made suggestions!) may have brewed a gluten-free beer that resembles a chocolate porter or stout. If you have ever bought any gluten-free beers in stores or restaurants, you know that a dark gluten-free beer doesn’t exist yet (or at least, not that we’ve ever found or heard of). The others he brewed this round all seem tasty, too: richer and more complex than the gluten-free beers on the market. He bottled them a few days ago, so we have a few more days for the beers to be fizzy and ready to drink. Are you a fan of dark beer, and you’re gluten-free? If so, tell me what varieties of beer you miss the most.
Third, my weight is up a bit. It’s easy to feel anxious about that, but it’s much easier to lose seven pounds now than to panic, avoid thinking about it, stress-eat, and regain 30. Gaining a bit and then losing it again is a natural part of the lives of many people who maintain healthy weights. I am telling myself I can do it, that I have the tools to do it, and that I just have to be conscientious about taking care of myself. I am mentioning it here because hiding it makes it a bigger deal than mentioning it does. Talking about this kind of stuff on my blog is what has kept me on track for this long, so I may be talking about healthy eating and weight loss—and my struggles and triumphs—a bit more again for a while. I haven’t exercised as often lately as I normally do, and I haven’t been as conscientious about what I’m putting in my mouth and whether what I actually need is food. But like I said, I can do it! Each moment of each day offers the chance to make good decisions. I don’t have to be perfect and won’t be—just have to make good decisions most of the time.
I want to write more blog posts. I want to get my self-care series back on track—so much for 26 changes, but we can still manage 20 or so! One of the things I’m juggling right now is when to do work, when to do fun things, when to do essential things (like chores), and when to do things that fall between those zones. Working from home has many benefits, but it can also be a bit complicated.