Rey, who often covers posts when I’m not around or feeling a need to step away, isn’t available. So, here I am.
I decided to break from Editing Tidbits this weekend and share a few thoughts and happenings. Nothing earthshattering or life-changing. Nothing of major significance—“zip”—but a little personal. 
This week, I seriously gave thought to stop blogging/writing. It’s kind of a conundrum in that I’m stressed when I’m not able to write, I’m stressed when I do. Heck, I’m plain stressed. Period. <LOL> But then I have to ask: do I truly want to cease doing what I so much enjoy, even if I can’t do it to the extent I’d like? Should I? Could I?
Some health issues have been plaguing me of late. Not sure if they’re a result of being frazzled or because I’m truly [annoyingly] experiencing a glut of minor [irritating] maladies.
As you know, I take care of my elderly mom and work a 9-5 job, so juggling time is tough. The job, in fact, is actually coming to a close as it’s being—drum roll <rat-ta-tat-tat>—automated. Yeah, that popular early 21st century word we know so well. They’re moving me into a new role, but I’d rather they do what they’ve been doing to others in and around my age: urging early retirement (with a decent package). Why? Besides that fact I really don’t want the new role (I’m not sure it’s a good fit, to be honest), I’d like—love!—to write and blog full-time.
About 18 months ago, give or take, I started A Writer’s Grab-Bag and a corresponding FB page (The Triple Threat Investigation Agency). Dreams and plans abounded, as they still do now, which is awesome, but they’re also still that: dreams and plans.
Writing’s been a decades-long joy. It’s fun, therapeutic, and challenging. I like to think [hope] that maybe I’m entertaining people with my tales. Teaching and mentoring have always been pleasures, too; thus, the [hopefully] edifying posts.
Here’s to stress and “frazzlement” dissipating soon and getting back on course. Two simple sayings we know well: “when one door closes, another opens” and “things have a way of working themselves out”. Deep within, my heart and soul say: just continue to keep the faith, kiddo (even when some days prove super challenging). Trials and tribulations, great or small, help us learn and grow. Who can argue with that? Ultimately, it’s all good.
There you go, a little wearing of the heart on one’s sleeve from yours truly—a personal post about “zip” . . . “a-dee-doo-dah”. <LOL> After the rain, there’s always sunshine. As James Baskett wrote . . .
♥ Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay / My, oh, my, what a wonderful day / Plenty of sunshine headin’ my way / Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay! ♥
Have an awesome weekend, my friends.
And from the trio at the Triple Threat Investigation Agency—who intend to enjoy the beach and watersports this sunshiny weekend, those lucky gals—aloha!
The Writer's Grab-Bag 