I remember a BBC show called "That was the week that was". Also known as TW3 and I thought perhaps to start a meme, though I don't wish to clash with other end of week memes like Sunday Selections.
With a health status that I really thought would never disappear (never mind returning to more energy and no worries about the daily smidgen of spoon stock being depleted, etc.) I was able to return to some activism and also re-ignite my writing workshops with funding in my grubby little hand.
I awakened SOS (Support Our Seniors) from its Covid-19 slumber and found someone to take over the office mundane tasks while I concentrated on ideas and promotion and media presence. I pay her a pittance out of my own pocket until we can get some funding.
While thinking (which I did all through the week) I came up with a plot which should get us massive attention (I hope) more on that later.
I went to a new café, affiliated with its neighbour book store.
I got so involved and forgot to take pics. An old friend, a baker, is supplying the gorgeous goodies, so we had a long post-covid chat after her delivery. (I hope I'm not jinxing us all with that remark).
Then another patron who was listening to myself and friend chat about memoir writing over our cappucinos for the upcoming series of workshops interrupted us quietly to say excitedly "Writing? Workshops?" and bingo we were off. While with us she sketched the inside of the café in pen and ink and hung it on the wall as a gift. Genius. Forgot, again, to take pics.
She and her friend (who is also a writer but wasn't there) will attend the workshops so I'm now at full capacity.
Three cherished long telephone calls during the week, two dear friends from Ontario where I used to live and my sister who lives in my home city of Cork.
A loss of a childhood playmate and wonderful adult host in his farmhouse from Sherkin Island hit hard. Parkinson's.
My to do list has loads of items still on it. I'm a devil for to do lists, even for the simplest tasks. My head has always been in the clouds.
I am loving the increased energy which is implicit in your week that was.
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Maybe that is part of the list maker personality, EC? I write the very simplest things on it. Like "Put away....." because otherwise I will forget and trip over it.
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Welcome back :) This sounds just wonderful!
ReplyDeleteThank you Charlotte!
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Glad to hear your health status has improved and you have more energy. I look forward to hearing more about your "plot".
ReplyDeleteI love the drawing of the bookshop.
Yes, I'm running it by a few trusted advisors at the moment and getting some excellent feedback.
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I (and this will date me) remember TWTWTW back in the UK - David Frost and his band of witty friends. Something new and different on tv and I think that was his stepping stone to success.
ReplyDeleteIsn’t it grand when you are able to rekindle interest in…..well, in anything. Wishing you well with a resurrected SOS, your weekly post will be a record of how you’re faring
Thanks Cathy, it was a marvelous show, very witty and excellent takes on political skulduggery.
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It is all fine to moan and groan in public using your blog, and I do plenty of that myself, but it is uplifting to read such a positive post. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome Andrew and thanks for hanging in with the wretched few years behind me.
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Wonderful! WWW aka Phoenix!
ReplyDeleteRight on Kylie, I'm still pinching myself.
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Good to hear you're feeling yourself again.
ReplyDeleteMy week? Small children, company, and working four days in a row = stress and exhaustion. I still haven't recovered. What an old codger I am! -Kate
You're not the only old codger Kate - and that was a really busy week for you.
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I'm glad to hear you are happily doing more now. My week? Pretty dull, I'm resting and gently exercising tight hamstrings and a tennis elbow after too much gardening, I can finally put my weight on my right leg to gat up stairs again, so progress is being made.
ReplyDeleteI hope your writer's workshops get going and do well.
Good news on your right leg River, we take small steps in our recovery sometimes. I am going to go out and do a decent walk today, or try, I'm still a bag of nerves thinking all of this could reverse on me.
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My week in comparison was a no no. I had a small case of food poisoning and was not quite my usual self for three days. With the rains finally going off, the sun came out and so did the good feeling.
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry to hear that Ramana, but heartened by your sharing of it. Some weeks are a mixed blessing and discomfort and pain.
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I am so happy for you. It gives you something to do. Keep it up and good luck.
ReplyDeleteAlways lots to do but activism and workshops inspire me and my physical incapability was a cause for much distress.
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What a productive and soul-nourishing week you've had. It's been and will continue to be a busy week here, but I wouldn't call it productive. Appointments with doctors--mine and my husband's--predominate, but also ants discovered our kitchen and our fancy newish air conditioning/heating system shut itself down, throwing various error messages up on its screen. Today we have three appointments scheduled for various assessments at the house, with overlapping times. You don't dare turn one down when you finally get a callback when you live in a small town. One of the three of my oldest friends whom I met when I was 11 just celebrated her fifth year cancer free from lung cancer in late September. Two weeks later, she began having trouble breathing. After various assumptions made by doctors--she had Covid, she was just elderly, etc.--it's been discovered that she has multiple inoperable malignancies in her bronchial tubes and esophagus, already impinging on her heart. I know you recognize the shock I'm feeling as I worry about her and already feel such a sense of loss, too. Despite it all, the temperatures have been wonderful, a rare occurrence in my part of Texas, my husband's physical therapy has him heading into his next spinal steroid injection in much better shape than he was previously, and we FINALLY got a contractor we've used for several jobs to give us a price on some work that needs to be done. I re-read some edits a writer friend sent, requesting that I give her as tough a critique as I could, and I felt such joy to see how little critique I needed to give. She and I met just a few years ago at a writer's conference in San Miguel. Another writer friend who writes for the children's educational market has just been inundated with new contracts after going through a long dry spell when new projects were just not being launched. To me, the autumn has always felt like the time of renewal, rather than spring, because I loved school and the crushing heat of a Texas summer abated. I still feel the lifting of my spirits, and the baking of a new herbed, yeasted flatbread to go with our lentil soup cheered me immensely.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad to hear you're so much better, it's like coming back from being far away isn't it? And rather suprised to be back! I love the cat cartoon, ain't it the truth! That's cats for you.
ReplyDeletePretty good week. They seem to fly by.
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