Someone asked me a few weeks ago if I had any resolutions for 2020. I quickly responded with “Well, considering it will be 2020, I’m going to try to take better care of my eyes.” That response got me the classic “Oh my, Ash” which was followed up by the usual eye roll. It’s pretty standard for my puns and bad jokes. Funny thing is, I do have an appointment situated for the first week of the new year, so that answer did have some merit to it. It was the origin of that joke and by all means, feel free to use it. Though, do so at your own risk!
I hope you’re all having a Merry Christmas and I hope Santa was good to you. I did great this year. The big guy must had gotten my letter because I was blessed with a whole bunch of new writing stuff. Some gifts were anticipated, but I did receive a couple surprises. One awesome thing in particular that my fiance definitely surprised me with is also something that I’ve been completely addicted to it since I opened it.
I just wanted to touch base and inform you all that I have not been away on sabbatical, I have not run away with the circus, and I have not been busy making toys for Santa. No, I have been struggling with my home internet services which have been the bane of my existence for almost a week now. My connections at home started to get wonky after my neighbour’s fire two weeks ago and I have been off the grid ever since. I am not a fan. I know its first world problems, but I pay for these things and it’s not cheap. Can I get a Amen??
Well, well, well…look who it is? I’m sorry, I truly am, please forgive me as real life is a distraction to kill all creativity. Yup, this past week, ah…nutzo, once again. But hey? I survived, I’m here, and I’m ready to share with you lovely folks another Shade of Ash. This time, inspired by a walk. A walk I took yesterday in the foggy mist which got me thinking.