Hello to all friends and a happy new year!
I owe you all an explanation for my absence and a deepfelt thank you for all your friendly (but unanswered) requests and good wishes. It's here: It's not that I don't care anymore, but I can't write! My husband is helping me even with these few lines.
Did that sound like I'm living in some sort of personal hell? I'm not. I'm fit and well, and I've been doing all sort of fun stuff that I want to show you when I'm ready. The main problem is that my mind goes blank every time I try to write something personal. And taking photos gives me earache of all things. I think it's because a demanding year at work has worn me out. It's been a satisfying year, though, with interesting projects, but perhaps a little too many at a time. And it doesn't help that age finally caught up with me and I had to start wearing glasses. I'm still not used to it and get terribly tired after a day in front of the computer screen.
I'm getting better, or else I couldn't have done this post, and I hope to be back soon, but I won't risk anything by starting too early.
Please comment. If I freak out, I promise I won't say anything.
1967-2017 Una splendida cinquantenne !
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