This post is brought to you thanks to the nagging of Moose. She has elected herself Motivator-in-Chief and if I don’t blog something to show I am alive I wouldn’t be surprised if she didn’t start denying me cookies.

Which would be bad as I am in the middle of an inexplicable cookie craving (big, chewy American style cookies). And cucumber. Truly, I have been craving cucumber. My body is behaving very oddly at the moment.

So how am I? I am hanging in there. Things are starting to get back on an even keel but, paradoxically, I am now feeling the need to hide from the internet (this is the first time I have turned my computer on in four days!). This might in part be due to starting back at work this week. I am only doing four hours a day but I am coming home knackered! It takes more mental energy that you realise to work in a busy office, plus I haven’t totally beaten the insomnia so I am still a little behind on sleep. But everyone is being lovely and understanding, so I am starting to get back into the swing of things.

One thing I am not in the swing of is writing. My brain has turned into one big pile of mashed potato - I have the attention span of a labrador puppy and the memory retention of a brain injured goldfish. Some days I am having a hard enough time remembering my name (had to tell someone my email address over the phone today and had to read it off a business card as I couldn’t spell it from memory!), let alone stringing sentences together in a gripping narrative. I am still having ideas and the characters are starting to chatter away in my subconscious again, but I am not quite back to typing the stuff out.

Or being witty on the blog. Sorry. Normally it is easy for me, but writing this has been like pulling teeth and I know it is not really coherent or up to scratch. It will serve its purpose however: I am still here, alive and kicking, albeit a little fuzzy around the edges. I still love y’all and I will be back soon