I swear I’m not even trying, things just happen to me
When last did I post something? Without looking it up, I think it was middle February. And now it’s middle March. That’s just great. There goes the resolution to post at least once every week. I wonder how many more times I will say that this year…
This time I did not go on hiatus that turned into a sabbatical. This time I wasn’t even trying. But this story starts and ends with the weather, so let’s start there.
I generally don’t talk about the weather. It’s boring and it’s unnecessary. The weather here will be different from the weather in every other place in the world at any one time. That’s just how the planet works. So why mention something so irrelevant then?
Because it becomes relevant when the rain kills the internet access. It’s been raining so much and so all at once since the beginning of the month that it destroyed infrastructure. Roads and bridges just gone. Dams burst. Flood-warnings everywhere.
We’re all still fine, but the meteorological frivolity did manage to touch us in one aspect – it broke a lot of phone lines and ours was one of them. That’ll probably take a while to get fixed. It’s already been close on three weeks. We can only be grateful that the electricity weathered all the storms and that nothing shorted out and no trees fell on power lines.
That’s how my story ends. That’s the explanation for my disappearance. But how does the story start with the weather?
It starts with how I had been writing about a rainstorm, little knowing that just hours later the internet would go and I would never get to post it. It’s still in my drafts, so I’ll post it someday, you know, some day when things have dried off and do not smell all moldy any longer.
Oh yes, and then what about the other amazing coincidence that prevented me from posting? Last weekend I was going to sit down and write something and woke up on Saturday morning with nerve pain running up and down both arms. Well, mostly only the left one and mostly only down. But occasionally the right and up sides added their harmonies as well.
I’ve had this kind of thing before, but in much worse grade and I was nervously waiting for it to get worse, which it thankfully never did. Still, I didn’t want to chance it and exacerbate it by typing. It has some similarities to fibro, but while fibro is chronic, this is something that appears for a short while and might return years later or maybe never. Last time I had it, it was brought on by extreme stress and I can honestly say that those two days are very high up on the list of worst days of my life. That time I couldn’t sleep at all because of the pain shooting down from behind my left ear, down my neck, through my shoulder and down my arm into my left hand.
This time I knew exactly what caused it… because I have no internet access, I’ve just been making stacks of gifs to hoard and share later and, yeah it was definitely that. All those keyboard shortcuts in Photoshop for hours several days in a row… my nerves didn’t like those.
But at last I got to write something again and internet or no internet, I will post this. So far I’ve been interrupted by lots of things again, such as a spider on my bedside lamp. I have now squashed it with the heavy Agatha Christie-omnibus by my bed. I’m not scared of spiders, but I’m not going to let it hang out by my face when I’m sleeping, not even a small one like this.
I won’t promise that I’ll be back next week, because who knows what coincidence will hit me next? But my intent is certainly to return next week. We’ll see.