Futile Battles etc.

There is something satisfactory about waging futile battles with entropic mess. I spent a day last week having it out with the leaves in the backyard before precipitation prevented a further foray with the rake. Perhaps another day when I have more time. But it was deeply comforting to see a clear yard. That was, before the thunderstorm yesterday. Sigh.

Well, I've been spending far too much time in the kitchen lately with the result that my efforts at bakery (not something that I do much of usually), precipitated my sister to berate me for making too much...yes, I got somewhat out of hand. But the savoury side of operations has gone quite well. I was particularly pleased with a couple of soups I made (ham and veggie; leek and tomato) and the lemon and rosemary potatoes. Peeling potatoes has become second nature, which is interesting considering that it was one of the first things that I learned to do in the kitchen.

Which brings me to an interesting realisation. Although I had already suspected it from a while ago, I like being at home doing domestic things, living as we are in an age where women are encouraged to do more than that. Now, if I could just combine it with my writing and somehow make a living out of it, that would be ideal. Alas, I would probably run into problems with writer's block (an excuse, but it sometimes can hit) and people telling me that I'm wasting my rather fine brains/intellect (even if I do say so myself; it's clinical). On the other hand, I could just find someone to support me...another futile battle if ever I saw one.

Although, news about an entry of mine in the Photo, Art, Literature and Music awards (by USU) having won something (not sure what yet) is somewhat encouraging in the face of my literary endeavours. The awards ceremony was tonight, but I was loath to leave the house today and I needed a break from train travel. My fingers are wondering whether to start with the typewriter again, while my brain is completely lacking any drive whatsoever. If only they would agree.