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September has been sort of an interval month for me, as I wait around for lots of different things to fall into place. Waiting for people to respond, waiting for businesses to regain traction, waiting to see how this Implanon implant will affect my menstrual cycle.
As always only time will tell, and when you live with chronic illnesses you learn to wait, whether it befits your personality or not. Waiting for symptoms and side effects to clear, waiting for hours to finally see the doctor for 10 minutes, waiting for answers, waiting to see if a new treatment works, waiting to feel better, waiting for the A&E department to accept you, waiting, waiting, waiting…
Still, I haven’t learned absolute patience, as my heart swells up with both hope and frustration, and my mind spends its energy on a high speed treadmill.
I made friends with the people at the laundry shop a few months ago, because they have two cute little cockatiels in their shop. I had originally wanted to sell them a baby cockatiel from the two batches mine produced, and although they wanted a female, they didn’t seem all that keen. So I kept the sole female and we bonded over head rubs and poop cleaning sessions.
Then the laundry lady called me up with sad news one day. Toto, her one year old cockatiel, had died by accident whilst out on a walk 🙁 I feel so heartbroken for her, he was such a bright and cheerful boy. She seemed really keen on acquiring a cockatiel now, and after a few days with a heavy heart, I parted with Baby Gaga. As I’m moving back to my parents’ soon (which has no space for so many birds), I know that she’ll be better off with her. Besides, they bring them to their shop every day so I know where to find them. And from the way I see them treating their other birds, I know that Gaga (originally Edgar until we discovered she was female!) will be well loved.
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September also threw up many unexpected but pleasant monetary surprises. Which is a relief because I need the cash. Affiliate links, income and gifts that usually take months to accrue rolled in at the same time. From Google Ads, CDBaby (support my noob music here!), ShopBack, and Ko-Fi. Now I just need to wait for another few years before they align like that again 😉
I am also on the hunt for more businesses on various fronts:
- Studio Canvassa. My sister is paying me a salary for a while to help restart her canvas and laminate printing business. So I’ve been busy updating the website, enhancing the SEO, promoting services and looking for new customers. (Here’s a 15% discount for the first 15 customers, btw!)
- Black & Web. Ultimately, still my bread and butter business, whether it’s my ‘real passion’ or not. I do enjoy certain aspects of it, but the stress can be pretty bad. I’ve been hunting for new and old clients as well. It’s usually the kind of business that works best by word of mouth, and what I need to do is to keep trying to roll that ball.
- A Chronic Voice. I had a few great writing gigs in September under my blog business, but October looks to be quieter on this front. Whilst blogging and writing would be my #1 job preference, the money is truly unsustainable. For now, I will continue to accept credible jobs and keep producing my own material. Blogging is a marathon, and to go far requires perseverance and a lot of investment in time and effort.
I am also strangely finding that with this increase in workload, I am stressing out less easily. I am fortunate that I can work on them at my own pace, which makes all the difference. I am able to pick a project, focus on it, and stop when I need to, unlike an office job.
I’m learning how to seize opportunities where they arise energy-wise, and to let go when I wake up to a bad day without any of that foolish guilt. This used to be a huge problem for me, but I think I’m slowly getting there.
This seems to have happened after I did two interviews – one on Chronic Eileen, and the other on the ‘Disabled to Enabled’ podcast. Perhaps speaking out loud or articulating these thoughts did something to my brain. Kind of like a self-affirmation, saying ‘this is what I believe in, for real’. Strange where you find inspiration from sometimes.
Christmas will almost be upon us by the end of October. Unbelievable. Do you have any plans or activities lined up? I’m taking things one bite at a time for now, and see where life leads me to by December. Perhaps I’ll just be a stone’s throw away from where I am right now, or maybe the whole scenery would have changed by then. Who knows what life has in store for us? She’s a cheeky little thing. Hang on tight to her and love her with all your heart. She’s all sorts of crazy, but definitely a keeper.
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*Note: This article is meant for educational purposes and is based on the author’s personal experiences. It is not to be substituted for medical advice. Please consult your own doctor before changing or adding any new treatment protocols.
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