Oh, right—I was recovering from cancer surgery, my sister and BIL came to visit, then we lost Jessie, and then there was the whole run-up to the election distracting me. Never mind.

So what’s happening in Casa Fletcher right now? Well, I am currently searching for contract technical writing or instructional design work because we need a buttload of repairs done on this house, I’m doing my best to finish up another Nicola book (which will bring my total of published books to 19), and I’m trying to improve my mood. I’m very, very tired of being broke and worrying about bills all the time, and the Brit is desperately homesick and wants to see his family again, hence the search for contract work.

Apart from that, everything is pretty much all right. There’s no sign of cancer in my jaw, I’ve pretty much regained full use although parts of my jawline are still numb and may be that way permanently, I’ve lost more weight and am currently at 277, and I am developing a raging desire to do some Swedish Death Cleaning and get rid of a LOT of the stuff in this house. Only problem is, more than half of it is some form of electronics that belong to the Brit and he wants to hang onto them Just In Case. Which I cannot fault him for—his hobby is resurrecting antique computers and he does use some of the stuff he’s hoarded. But I would really like to get access to the craft room again, which is currently chocka with electronics and old computer bits. Maybe I can convince him to winnow through it this fall, who knows. I can certainly go through a lot of my stuff in the meantime and get rid of it, but where can I dispose of over 20 porcelain dolls? I don’t want to chuck them in the garbage, but do little girls even want them these days? Decisions, decisions…