Life as we know it
Speaking of life, it's rather weird right now. I've been doing a lot of writing. Some Harry Potter fan fiction, but mostly my own things. My dreams are, and always have been, very weird. So I'm putting some of them in either book or script format. I'm afraid with my migraines as they are I'm rather home bound at the moment. So I do what I can. I also freelance writing, social media managing, and graphic design for various outfits. I keep busy when I can.
The wonderful world of fangirling
Fandom is an ever evolving thing for me. I'll always love my first true blood fandom, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, but I no longer follow it in any way. I'm still in love with Harry Potter to some degree (if by degree you count obsessively reading fan fiction), and I've even involved my mother in that (whoa nelly!). I don't have cable TV anymore either, and as many do these days I've only got my trusty Netflix. I tend to watch British mysteries these days more than anything (Inspector Lewis, Rosemary & Thyme, Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries, etc.), and documentaries more than anything. I'm still always up for a weatherpocalypse, ghost haunting, murder mystery, or action thriller (anything with an abnormally high body count and awesome fight scenes).
Retiring and other life events
My mother is retiring soon. I've been helping her renovate her condo to prepare for sale. She's wanting to pack up and move to parts unknown when that happens this summer, though likely won't actually move to another state for another year. She's been carefully examining every state for retiree tax benefits, crime rates, weather, cost of living, and etc to pick the very best state. So far she's got her eye on either northern Nevada or southern Wyoming. I'm sure my sister would have loved it if we moved southeast to be closer to her, but Mom seems to have an aversion to all things racist and Bible Belt. We've taken a look in and around close to her state, but can't seem to find anything that doesn't just make her skin crawl with the idea of sharing breathing space with them. I don't think my Mom ever really did grow out of the 60s, but that's entirely a good thing I think. She was ahead of her time in terms of treating people fairly and equally. Gotta love her.
And so it goes
That's all for now. I'm sure I'll keep far more updated than I have in the past if for no other reason than I've got a new laptop to play with and plenty of free time. Catch up with me on social media if you're out there. I'd love to hear from you all (at least the ones I don't already talk to).