55: Finiarted

Finished. Finished the day job. Started my life as me. Finiarted.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, July 2019   Image depicting my reaction a few moments ago, when Hubby returned from the supermarket minus the celebratory bottle of fizz I sent him out for, by Domenic Hoffmann from Pixabay

12: Clean Oven

Disclaimer: This post contains affiliate links to Amazon products. If you choose to make purchases, I will receive a commission at no extra cost to yourself. So, how many words of my ‘book in a week’ have I churned out since yesterday? None. Zero. Zilch. Mrs Hinch is, of course, to blame for this prevarication! How?…

10: Boss-Free

Another day over. Am I wishing my life away? No, I’m counting down the days until my life starts again. Life minus the boss. Perhaps I shouldn’t knock it; the boss pays, and I can’t say that my inbox is full of demands for my services as a savvy freelance writer. Is it the savvy…

1: A Diary

  I’ve done it! Volunteered myself for redundancy and signed on the dotted line. Redundancy seems a poor choice of word, and totally inadequate for a process that involves stepping into my new life; a life in which I will be anything but redundant, anything but a spare. In this life, I will be working…