Blog Move and Other News


After this week, I'll start preparing for moving my blog one last time--back to the beginning, back to my first blog. This paid blog will expire at the end of January and I've decided to slow down my blogging and make whatever posts I do write more personal.

The move to personalize the blog is more for myself. Let's call it a journal so I can remember when I did what. I'll still write occasional articles on things that interest me. Though I'm a tad worried that Pinterest followers see me more as a death doula. My articles on death seem to have a huge following.

I've tried being an "influencer" and make a little money with affiliate advertising, but I just don't have the chutzpah to constantly ask people to buy from my Amazon links or send them endless emails. If my friends remember to use them, that's great, but I refuse to be pushy.

The plan for now is to take off a couple of weeks over the holidays, publish one or two more posts before the end of January and then move the whole shebang at once.

If I do everything correctly no one should even notice the move--the blog address will change, but hopefully I can accomplish a redirect behind the scenes. Fingers crossed.

A lot of things have been changing for me. For one thing, I'm getting crotchety. I don't want to work as hard anymore which is almost heretical considering the way I've lived my whole life. That's one reason I tearfully had to let go of my goats.

I'm going to concentrate more on my gardens and continue to eek out a forest garden. A lot of it depends on when and if I get wood chips. I need tons--literally. It'll help a lot in retaining moisture and keeping down weeds.

The end goal is to have more time to enjoy myself more, but first I need to fix some mistakes.

We made a whopper with Odin, our sweet 122 lb rottie. We got him just before the pandemic that isolated us. That made it ideal for training him but we forgot one important detail. Socializing. He is fearful of strangers. A fearful dog, especially such a powerful dog, is a dangerous dog.

Two weeks ago, we decided enough was enough when he wouldn't let the vet examine him. Since then we try to take him to dog-friendly stores and let him see other people. He comes home tired, but I'm hoping the stimuli will make him realize that most people are nice.

He's still nervous, and so am I. I don't want him to bite anyone out of fear. One of the reasons we're fixated on socializing him is because he needs to see an eye specialist. He suffers from entropion. This means his lashes rub on his eye balls and it makes him tear up. 

This is not going to be cheap. I could take him to a local vet who's done this surgery before, but it's a very delicate procedure and I don't want the job to get botched.

Next up, is Jammy the cat. That poor cat continues to have problems. Now he has a hernia. The good news is it's not troubling him. Our vet recommends we take a wait and see approach and only intervene if it gets bigger or twisted. I examine him regularly so that shouldn't be a problem.

Nana, our temperamental border collie is actually the only one in the pink. Add to that, she has begrudgingly accepted Odin. She had to of course. He's a head taller and nearly twice her weight. She's cranky, but not stupid.

Things are changing around our household and I'm not happy about a lot of them. But change is a part of life. And sometimes we have to change so we can have a life that's more than work and duty.

I hope 2022 will be kinder to us, but I don't count on it. Better to be prepared for the worst and celebrate whatever good things happen.

I hope Greg finally gets his knees fixed, my dogs become better friends, and my cat stops finding ways to kill himself. As for myself...aw heck, if I can get those first things done, I'd be a happy (and saner) camper. My family wears me out. LOL!

How about you? What are you planning for 2022?

Merry Christmas, everyone! Stay safe, eat good food, and hug your friends and family.

See you in January.


Comments

dru said…
I'm hoping for a healthy new year for me and my family.
Good luck on the blog move.
Hoping things get better for you and your household.

Merry Christmas
Dru Ann
Maria Zannini said…
My dear, sweet Dru. You've had such a trying year. Although I don't keep up with Facebook much I've tried to follow your journey. Praying that your health woes will be a thing of the past.

Merry Christmas and take care.
Stacy McKitrick said…
Merry Christmas, Maria!
I guess I'm hoping for a healthy year in 2022, too! Had a biopsy done on my adrenal gland last Friday, so hopefully that comes back benign so I can finally get my heart valve fixed in March/April. That's my ultimate goal. I'd like to get back to exercising (or just climbing stairs) and not feel the need for oxygen!
Maria Zannini said…
Stacy: You poor thing. For the past couple of years it's been a case of hurry up and wait for news. I hope all your waiting will be over soon and you can get some permanent good news.

Merry Christmas!!
Jenny Schwartz said…
The last two years definitely weren't in anyone's plans! I wouldn't have thought about Odin's socialisation either. It's just something you expect to happen during normal life - such a doh moment whenever I remember how not normal the last two years have been. Although, we've been lucky, if isolated, over here. I'm glad you're continuing the blog - our good fortune that you can't shake the writing bug :)

Merry Christmas to you and Greg - and a healthy, happy (and new knees for him) New Year!
Maria Zannini said…
Jenny: It escaped my notice too. It's funny how quickly we acclimate to new routines. Odin is very good at obeying commands, but he turns into a nervous chihuahua when people come up to him.

My neighbor, who coincidentally also has a rottie knew exactly how to treat Odin when she dropped by my house. She ignored him completely until he came to her. By the time her visit ended, he was obeying her commands and even took a toy from her hands.

When another neighbor, who adores dogs came by she tried her best to appeal to him, but he wouldn't have it. He thought it was a trap. I felt bad for her. It made her so sad.

I'm sorry I didn't do something about socializing him earlier but hopefully we can turn him around.

Merry Christmas, Jenny! Here's to 2022.

B.E. Sanderson said…
Merry Christmas, Maria! I hope 2022 brings you all the good things you want and that it is kinder to us all. :hugs:

I'm trying not to make plans for the coming year. The last two years every long-range plan I made fell apart, so I'm sticking with shorter-range goals. Get this book finished and published. Finish my garden re-do. Tackle another container garden come spring. And that's about as far as I've gotten. See you in January!
Maria Zannini said…
BE: At my age, I should just concentrate on short range plans. LOL!

Merry Christmas, sweetie!
Maria Zannini said…
Mike: I now understand completely why old people get annoyed. :)