eaglesnest

My spin doc is pushing for me to divulge my whereabouts of the past month, plus, to my faithful readers (whom, in your great concern and dismay, have bombarded his e-mail box with untold “where has she gone” queries) — I’m just not sure how exciting it is for you to read that the sheik’s mirage didn’t have reliable WiFi.

Maybe you’d prefer my PR gal’s version that it’s very difficult to use a laptop and transmit from the middle of the Aegean Sea. My dog-walker & Reiki master both vote for the story of how I attained enlightenment in June. My intern , of course, would like me not to have so many hyperlinks for her to process. {She’s also not happy to know I have the backlog of blogs from the missing time ready to be typed, formatted & linked up.}

Really, the painfully simple truth is that moving and merging two households and working full time as a freelance writer/editor/juggler in order to provide for your children takes a lot of time and energy. AND that AT&T sucks royally and just getting my phone service and DSL up & running took an entire week that I will never get back. ….

I think I’d like to recall the past month as having taken place in my new townhouse devoid of the other inhabitants . 

The only important thing IS I am back.