So… *Insert Obligatory “Rumours of my demise….” Paul McCartney quote here*
Hello there, everyone who might be reading this right now! Also, happy new year, merry belated Christmas, and an even more belated happy birthday to this here blog. Hope anyone who might reading this is well, and if they’re not, I wish them as speedy a recovery as possible. (And if they’re not reading this, well, then… they’re missing out, aren’t they?)
Now, I’ll admit, that last entry probably wasn’t the best entry to come before a radio silence. If I accidentally gave anyone the impression that my bout of bad health then threw me head first into No Man’s Land, I can only apologise.
It was the start of a bad bout of health, but shortly after that entry I experienced what I like to call a Systematic Failing of the Modern Ways of Life.
Here’s what happened, in short, that led to a seven month absence from this here beloved blog.
I moved back to Liverpool. Remember that entry where I talked about how bad council houses are? With the wooden planks to put up a curtain rail, and the porous flatpack materials that didn’t have protective coatings against the rain, so the damp got in and there was mould? And no storage space to speak of? Well, a bit of dodgy wording on my part in that entry, but that was the house I was living in.
Was being the key word there. With speed I never knew housing associations were even capable of, my poor old family put in for a move on an emergency, health related basis, and we moved two weeks later!
But, as much as this place is better – We actually have storage space now! – No council property comes without problems, and my room was and continues to be quite a bit of a problem.
Lack of room in my bedroom means no room for my over-bed table that my computer was on, which I used with a wireless keyboard and mouse. I tried to continue to use my computer by using it on my knee, but the laptop had a history of overheating. I couldn’t use my laptop in the living room, where my table was, because for a good portion of the year, every single member of my family was unemployed and trying to do anything that required concentration, became impossible. When I’m in the room, it seems like everyone just wants to talk at me and ask me questions and throw riddles at me to solve.
The bad news is, that laptop had a partial motherboard failure. The good news is, my legs came out unscathed!
No floor space within the limited area I can turn my head to watch telly along with busy walls meant no television or DVD player.
My blackberry started having software failures, a problem usually easily solved with a reset and an update, but no updates available even when my computer was working meant that my phone would need to be fixed by blackberry itself, which would have costed more than a new phone.
So I bought a new phone, which I had a massive allergic reaction to due to some cleaning substance used in the factory process. The battery also got too hot to hold the phone, but it wasn’t clear at the time because of the allergic reaction. So I got it replaced, and the phone was the same* so I had to return that one again for a full refund and account cancellation.
So that was me without a phone and full use of a laptop for quite a few months. Limited use of a DVD player, but I couldn’t make any notes whilst watching any films, so no reviews. I was allowed access to my Mum’s little netbook, but the poor little thing couldn’t even play youtube videos.
As well as a bad bout of health, even more hospital appointments, and a two month bout of flu, full chest infection, Laryngitis, possible bout of SAD.
I didn’t have much to talk about, I’d been completely knocked out of my writing rhythm and the longer I went without updating, the harder it seemed to get started again.
I didn’t want to dip in here with something important without explaining all the little things that led to this being unintentionally abandoned.
Then I got a new computer. Family members who like to ask me questions, talk at me, and throw riddles at me, went back to work, meaning I can at least use my computer in the living room in peace. My need to vent my outrage at social inequality came back, and, well, I still need a solution in relation to review writing, but I do have some notes lying around on some films I’d seen but didn’t have a chance to write a proper review for.
And I have an entry for Asexuality Awareness Week in drafts waiting to be posted!
So, ok, there was a gap, but I’m back. It’s full steam ahead now, my friends! Think of me as your female blogging version of Sherlock Holmes. I survived Movenback! (Yes, that was a pun.)
I will return you to your scheduled programming, whether you like it or not.
Thank you for reading.