Hey, it’s Sher, not sharing the book blog anymore, but sharing other things at home. Some good, some bad. But before I get to that, here’s the December IWSG info:
DECEMBER’S QUESTION: In terms of your writing career, where do you see yourself five years from now, and what’s your plan to get there?
With everything else going on, I didn’t even think of a 5-year-plan for writing. In 5 years, assuming my hubby and I are in good health, we should be on a mission for church. Someplace warm. In our spare time, I want to put some true stories together. I have enough letters, blog posts, and emails about all the weird stuff that happened to me growing up and after I got married. First, I joined the military with my hubby and traveled the world…not. We went no farther than the Philippines and Alaska. Upon retirement, we ended up in Florida, from beach (think hurricanes) to a small farm (think crazy chicken lady). In between, we had to deal with poverty (enlisted wages), college, side jobs, infertility, miscarriages, aborted adoption/foster care, preterm labor, preemie babies, disease, accidents/injuries, relatives (let’s not go there now), psychos (oopsie, went there), and quack doctors, all while moving every few years. A lot of the worst experiences are funny in hindsight. Gotta love that rose-colored rearview mirror.
About my plan to get there…I’m selling chickens. Yup. We need to save up to cover mission costs, and it seems there’s no money in keeping chickens. Thanks to predators, parasites, and diseases, there’s also too much work to leave time to write. So I posted ads, and we’re down from about 150 chickens earlier this summer to about 50. My goal is to empty half our runs, leaving 25-30 to keep me happy and keep us in eggs. I need the extra time to work the orchard and greenhouse tropical fruits and nuts. Those crops will help us save for the mission. I’m selling Royal Palm Turkeys too.
At our age, any long term plan has to consider improving health. That’s where kidneys and knees come in. I’ve posted about hubby’s kidney stones before. The majority must have broken apart after the second blasting procedure he had. At least no more attacks in the last few weeks. But tomorrow, he’s getting a knee replacement. Although both are pretty much destroyed, they only replace one at a time. I will be his caregiver, not easy considering my weight vs. his. Besides, I got sick the day before Thanksgiving and still haven’t recovered. I need to get well fast, so send us positive thoughts and prayers if you believe they work. Even if you don’t believe, knowing you care will make me feel better.
Thanks and happy writing!