The Awkward Moment When a Hiatus Becomes a Rut

So much has changed, what's new with you?

I got evicted from my home office. Thanks corona!

Whenever you run into someone you haven't seen in a while, you always ask, "So what have you been up to lately?"

I dread this question. Often, my procrastination skills live very little in the accomplished category. I try my best to avoid stammering like a moron on Jeopardy and answer back, "oh not much, how about you?"

And that ladies and gentlemen, has been my life for the last six months.

All jokes aside, there have been many remarkable things that have happened in the last six months and I'm pretty excited to once again give you a peek behind the curtain.

A brief recap I'll be exploring later in several chapters:

Brian had not one but two knee surgeries, proving that Grey's Anatomy might not overly dramatic. His lovely surgeon pumped us full of false promises the week before surgery, being overly optimistic he would be released the next day. Yeah...I married him, I'm gonna say no on that one. I packed enough supplies and snacks to last us seven days in the hospital. We stayed for five. So really, still a win!

Running a five-star convalescent home will inspire the joke "hey, when can I move in?" from all of your friends.

The cat continues to be overly spoiled and pampered and very much indifferent on whether we live or die.

Brian and I temporarily adopted a German teenager. Boy if I had a nickel... Speaking of, how many childless couples in their 40s jump into the deep end with a teenager off the bat? Kudos to us for Evil Knieveling that whole parenting experienced.

Our little family experienced the highs and lows of a global pandemic, forcing us to sadly give up our adorable German teenager way too early.

The COVID-19 crisis pretty much changed my entire outlook on life and that of privilege.

Laugh so you're not crying, dear friends.

I got really wrapped up in the lives of big cat breeders and their many criminal enterprises. Did Carol do it? Will Joe Exotic start his own YouTube prison network filled with delightful music videos? Did anyone get sick from the discarded meat truck? So many unanswered questions that keep me up at night.

Oh, and with my husband now working full time from home, I got evicted from my adorable writing studio and am now squatting in the kitchen.

So really, the more things change, the more they stay the same. I still rely heavily on unhealthy coping mechanisms like dark humor and satire. But lucky for you, I was blessed with the ability to articulate them in a delightful manner.

Thanks for sticking with me while I figure out this whole "find your voice" concept. In the meantime, I look forward to sharing more incredibly inappropriate jokes with you soon.

Stay safe and healthy out there sweet friends.

Thanks for reading!

~ Christy