I haven’t written here for quite a while.
I haven’t even updated “The Nonni Chronicles”, my record of my granddaughter’s latest accomplishments.
Why, you ask?
Well, I’ll tell you.
Because I have realized that I need to try my level best to figure out a way to make some money off all of these words. I mean, I retired last June, and my income fell by more than 50%. But my expenses didn’t.
Now, I need to tell all of you that I do charge my daughter for the daycare that I give to our Ellie. (gasp! looks of horror! head shakes! pursed lips!)
Yes. Yes, indeed. I do feel awful about this. I feel horrible. I hate it, hate it, hate it. Having that baby girl every day is pure joy. I am NOT exaggerating. If I didn’t have her here every single day, grinning at me with her two tiny teeth, resting her head on my shoulder to sleep, eating breakfast and lunch with me……I think I would surely be in therapy for at least one mental disorder.
Having her here is such a treat!
But, alas, I digress. I have to find a way to pay the damn bills.
So I have applied for literally EVERY online tutoring job there is. Nothing. No response. Nuttin’.
And I have applied for every blogging job out there, too.
Nope. No go.
I am working on a book.
STOP that laughing!
I already wrote one novel. But its about a middle aged woman who realizes that she should retire from teaching and……yeah. Boring.
So, I am now writing a more upbeat, hopefully funny women’s story. With some sex. And a fast pace.
All I can say is this: Sorry, sorry, sorry to the few folks who really follow this blog! I am letting you down. I know it!
It’s just that after diaper changes, bottles, naps, walks, essays, blogs, laundry and tutoring, I am not sure that I have much left to report.
Oh, but there is this! Whenever I try to talk to a friend, sweet Miss Ellie opens those big brown eyes and starts to yell (and, yes, I mean YELL) “RAH. RAHRAHRAHRAHRAH!”
Good Lord, I do so love that child.