A Hard Time Being Idle

Hey y'all,

My brain has been really scattered of late. I rely on my routines to keep me sane, and I haven't had a week filled with routines since sometime in September. My ADHD is off the charts, and winter is coming, so it's getting dark so early now, and I don't like that at all. But the climate is screwed, so it's also 80 degrees here, so you are sweating in the dark in December, which just isn't right at all, y'all.

As I talk about in this week's blog post, I have a hard time being idle. But that doesn't mean, unfortunately, that I am all that productive. Sometimes, fighting to be busy means I'm busy doing the wrong things. One of the things I'm working on right now is making sure I'm doing the right things.

With that in mind, I'm currently in a review of how I do my work, including the newsletters I publish each week. Honestly, the workload is a bit crushing at this point in my life - I'm currently writing this one at 4:45 AM because I have a busy day today. And as much as I enjoy doing it, I don't like doing things half-assed. And I don't feel like anybody is getting my best work right now.

I am not sure yet what the future of this newsletter, or any of my projects, really, is going to look like, but I intend to have that resolved by the beginning of the year. In the meantime, I'm really glad you are here, and as always, thank you for reading my stuff.

Writing

I wrote this week's post last night at 8 PM, when we had just come home from running errands and eating out. It was a time when normal people are settling in for the night, watching TV, or even preparing for bed. But I was not, because I Don't Know How To Rest.

Last year at this time, I wrote Biscuits I Have Known, the first of my posts on food. The food posts are a recurring feature on my blog and the impetus for the narrative cookbook I'm working on.

ETC

In the post yesterday, I had the occasion to reference Gilead, the book by Marylyn Robinson. In flipping through my copy, looking for the quote I wanted, I found myself stopping and rereading snippets I had underlined all those years ago when I read it for the first time. It was like visiting an old friend. If you have not read it, you should. It's just good for your soul.

We have forgotten how to do maintenance, it seems, and it's slowly killing us.

I feel this in my bones: I'm Thrilled To Announce That Nothing Is Going On With Me.

Thank you!

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Take care,

HH