Easter and Other Stuff

 It's been a minute. I figured if I was going to have a hissy fit and stop blogging then I should keep my word for once.

I mean, it's not like I have much to say. I'm still just going through the motions of a life at this point. Trying not to lose my house is becoming more than I can handle. If I could sell it and walk away with anything I would. The house across the street, three doors down, has been on the market for a couple months now. They're asking too much for it, but, it's still sitting there. I need about ten thousand dollars to fix some things so I can list it for top dollar. I don't think I can sell it as is. Some structure issues but it's mostly new carpet and odds and ends stuff like that. The pets have been hell on the flooring. It's that or watch it go into foreclosure..... yeah.

Not exactly what I wanted to talk about. 

I'm just tired. All the time. The bout of Covid during most of March has left me run down. I'm doing better lately. I can make it through most of a store without dying now. I gave up and just use the ride on carts. Me and half a million other people. Other than that I'm about back to normal. 

I have had Covid three times now. The first two times were the worst. The first time was before the vaccine. The second time was not long after the second dose. No I'm not saying I got it because of the vaccine. I got it because it went through my husband's job and he nearly died from it but not before he graciously shared it with me. This time was the same. It went through his job, and I got to enjoy it too. So much fun.

I lost a month to it. 

But I'm still above ground so that's something I guess.

We're having Easter this year for the first time in a long time. My son is bringing his baby over. We're going to fling some plastic eggs in the yard for little Squishy to "hunt". Little Squishy is fourteen months old, he just started walking, that's about all a itty bitty on tricky feet is going to manage for egg hunting. But we're going to have dinner, I have a ham, I don't particularly care for ham, so I have chicken too. And just do a bunch of easy sides. It will be nice. If the dogs don't eat the plastic eggs. Or other such mayhem occurs.

No, I haven't mentioned that I'm a Grandma before. I have reasons. Reasons I keep to myself. But, I have a grandson. He's adorable. He looks a bit like my son, squished with his mommy. It's going to be fun watching him run them ragged. Because he will.

And, the next kid in line will finish their first year of college in two weeks. I feel like this year went by fast. It seems like we were just getting ready for graduation only a few days ago. Aubrey will be nineteen in June. My oldest kid just turned thirty-four. It's... just... I still feel thirty-four some days. It's just so surreal, I guess. Aging. Knowing your time is growing smaller with each passing birthday. 

Don't mind me. April is a hard month for me. Both of my parent's birthdays are next week. Daddy will have been eighty-nine on Monday, he's been gone for fifteen years this July. And Mama would have been eight-two the following Sunday. She's been gone nearly nine years. They were both in their seventies. 

Mortality is plaguing my mind, as it usually does in April. My older kids are now middle-aged and I'm a senior citizen. It happened so fast.

Holidays and birthdays for people gone all in one week, no wonder I'm maudlin as hell right now.

SIGHS!

But I'm still here. Still above ground. Guess I just deal with it and keep on going. Even if I have to buy a scooter to do it.

So, about books and what I'm doing and shit like that--

I've been writing a little. I put Shinedown or Pink's Funhouse on in the background and the urge comes back. I've written many a book to those two artists. I'm trying to finish the straight married in Vegas romance I started a couple years ago. It haunts me. I'm so close to the end, sitting at fifty-two thousand words, yet so far, because it's like they haven't even gotten started with the consumating yet. I don't know what I'm going to do with it when I finish it. Probably nothing. My dwindling fan base doesn't read straight rom, (I've been told). I might release it under another name. I was going to use my real name for straight rom, but now that I have a Little Squishy, I might not. 

And then there's the whole I might not have the right to vote soon, because I took my husband's name thing. I'm seriously thinking about changing my name back to my birth name. I've been thinking that for a long time. 

Names and pen names and what to do... what to do? What would you do? I asked my youngest if they would mind if I went back... they very adamantly said it's that or lose the right to vote, there's no reason it would bother me.

And... about old books... they're there >>>>> I haven't updated the buy links to all of them yet, I was working on all of that when I got sick then I forgot. I have returned almost every book to Amazon, Apple, Kobo, Barnes and Noble, and Smashwords, (among other sites). I don't have all of the Scrimmage series up in all places, nor do I have my first two published books up in all places. Again, straight romance. Straight romance that's nearly twenty years old. Hell, Through the Ghost will be twenty this August. I wrote it twenty-one years ago. Sunny with a Chance is fifteen this year. Which means Mercy will be fifteen next year. 

Well... FUCK!

I guess I should do something to plan for that. Double Coverage, my first official Mercy Celeste book, published January 24th, 2011.

Guess that's the date to plan for.

And I suck at planning things.

Anyway, that's about all the rambling I have the spoons for today. 

I hope you have a happy holiday weekend, and I'll talk to you in May, if I survive this month.

Peace,

Mercy