Turmoil and Dust

I’m back but I’m not quite here yet… I’m in hiding mode since everything is still total chaos and I’m trying to dig through too many emails and contact close ones. In the meantime I deal with bureaucracy and I try to avoid contacting clients; just postponing for a few more days so I can start designing again next week.

Bruised my left middle finger bumping into a cupboard three times in a row yesterday while carrying heavy boxes… *yes yes… I know what you’re about to say* so typing is literally a bit of a pain… which is a good excuse *hehe* To Wen: thanks so much for your wonderful surprise gift it was a sunny moment during cloudy days… You’re a gem!

I was invited by a reader of my blog to submit some of my artwork to have it printed on laptop sleeves for an online shop in Malaysia. I’m flattered but I won’t be able to design something soon, perhaps later though… I’ll keep the option open because I can’t commit to anything at the moment there’s too much to sort first.

I’ve written some posts while being offline, had to deal with the moments and with lots of emotional stuff, hence my absence: I’m not quite in writing mood just yet. There’s some turmoil going on that needs to be dealt with. So I’m waiting for the dust to settle *whenever that will be* and enjoy the beautiful weather in the meantime…

Hope you too!

Pay phones and Letters

This is written during a brief hiatus from blogging, when I had no internet connection for three weeks

I need to make a few private phone calls and I’m looking for a pay phone. What the hell happened to pay phones? I’m not going into all the details but I just need to make a private call without someone nosy trying to overhear a conversation with a person he/she banned from his/her life for a ridiculous reason, ever since my dad past away. I’m surprised that these days you’re basically forced to have a mobile, what if I don’t want one?

Same goes for internet, I’ve applied for a connection because when I tried to arrange things from London I was told I couldn’t until I was registered and each registration should be done online… What if I’m nearly 80 and I don’t understand a thing about computers? Which is extremely unlikely -the bit about computers that is- because computers *read Apple Macs*, internet and everything related is my juice but you’ll get the point, don’t you?

I really would like to make that phone call but I have no clue where to go… How come I feel so utterly lost again, having no answers to all my questions and not knowing where to go or who to turn to to find these answers? Thankfully, I received a letter on Tuesday from my provider. Only three more weeks to go until I’m connected again but hopefully with a bit of luck I’ll receive the package next week so I can install the network.

Along with the news from the provider, I received a really sweet letter all the way from Malta with a beautiful symbolic gift from my friend Wen. I’m trying to keep my chin up and endure all the madness, sadness and chaos but I really had a tough TOUGH TOUGH week. So when the letter came in it changed my mood completely and lifted my spirit.