Separation Anxiety and Unrelated Observations

My manuscript has left my hands.

Just like that. Gone. My book-baby is in the hands of a surgeon for the next week. (The surgeon being my proofreader who is doing the final check-over prior to printing.) So I have separation anxiety.

I don’t know what to do with myself. Usually I’d ask my husband. But he is in Papua New Guinea. Cue separation anxiety #2. (Well, not like in a ‘my child has actual separation anxiety’ kind of way. At my age that would be weird). But still. There are two big holes in my week this week. One of them is named “The Remnant: Mark of Elijah,” and the second is named “Patrick.”

So I’ve taken some time to do other things today. Things I normally wouldn’t do.

Thing I did #1: watched really old reruns of “Friends” on Netflix, because watching 20 minutes of comedy every day is said to be good for your health. I’m watching more like 200 minutes because I’m on a health kick.

The observation tied up with thing #1: It is possible that Friends is the only TV series that got less rude as it went on. Most TV shows pull you in with their deliciously family-proof lines until you are good and hooked on the show and then BAM! It goes dirty. And people like me turn off the telly, and grieve the loss of another promising show. I think Friends did that in reverse. They started out seriously crude and then tamed a bit.

Emphasis on the ‘bit’ I’m in the market for another comedy.

Thing I did #2: paid attention to my instagram feed, because its the one thing about my social media presence that is letting me down. Thats what Klout tells me anyway – not that I’m too concerned about this. I currently have a Klout score of 62 which is not too shabby. But still, my instagram following needs work, so I did one of the ‘build your engagement’ suggestions and went to like other people’s stuff. I searched out some hashtags – like #livefolk, or #letsgosomewhere or #happiness. The last one is where I got frustrated.

The observation tied up with thing #2: Most of the happiness quotes seem to come from people who have never struggled to find it. “Inspirational” quotes can be so frustrating like that.

Like “Let your smile change the world but don’t let the world change your smile” or “A single positive thought can change the course of your entire day” or “Happiness is a way of life” – all nice in theory, but take it from someone who has had to take the black dog for a couple of walks around the block – Not that easy. In fact, to those who are going through dark times, those things are straight out offensive. Sometimes the world changes your smile. Sometimes you can’t help it. That’s okay. A single positive thought can change the course of …a single moment in your day. Hang on to that. Book mark it. Revisit it. But don’t expect it to make your whole day great. That may just set you up for failure – and sometimes in life you just don’t wanna do that. Happiness is a way of life…that people who were born happy never have to work for.

Then there are the rest of us. Know what I wanna hear? I wanna hear inspirational happiness quotes from people who struggled to find it, then found it. I wanna hear from the people who faced great darkness and then found great peace. Maybe, one day, I’ll be that person. At the moment, I have a few too many writing jobs lining up. But I just wanted to acknowledge that, if you are trying to find peace or happiness, DONT, I repeat, DONT try to find it on Twitter or Instagram. You’ll just get frustrated. Heck. I got frustrated for you.

Thing I did #3: Cleaned. While hubby is away, my brother’s absolutely lovely girlfriend is coming to stay. I thought I better clean the house before she got here. Which is a thing because I’ve been so flat out getting this deadline on the book good and met, that I’d let the housekeeping slip…just a little.

Observation tied up with thing #3: Wow. Just wow. A house that is so easy to clean, a no kids no pets house, gets crazy dirty when you don’t pay attention to it. So I’ve come to a conclusion. I need a wife.

Backtrack thirty or forty years, and life was a little different. There were far less double income households. More men went out and worked, and their wives more often stayed home. The wife cooked, and cleaned and looked after kiddies. I don’t have kiddos yet. I’m a modern woman in a modern marriage, where we share responsibilities – and by that I mean we take turns visiting the Woolies frozen section and choosing our food from there. This weeks discovery has been that I need a wife to cook and clean for us. Coz that’s not me. (Disclaimer: I’m not changing religions here. And I’m not agreeing with polygamy or whatever. I’m just saying – wow! The modern woman needs a clone so she can get all the things done!) RESPECT! To those women who can do it all. Also not me. But I’m okay with that.

Thing I did #4:  Blogged! I know its been a while.

Observation on thing #4: None. But I think we can all be happy with that.

Thanks for stopping by.

Over and out!

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