My phone alerts me constantly that my yahoo login failed and it can't sync my mail. I don't have a problem with that because I switched to gmail, so the yahoo account is mostly spam. but I hang onto it because every now and then something important slips through.
Unfortunately, that's not all that's out of sync.
The Husband has been using my laptop because his is in the shop. The dogs jumped on it and knocked off the Q and A. And there's always a need for Q and A. I have a wireless keyboard for my iPad but I really prefer to write on my laptop. I tend to write in bed or in my recliner (which I'm sure is terrible for my neck, so don't tell my chiropractor) and the laptop provides more stability in those venues. Which means I haven't been writing much.
My schedule is out of sync too. We love The Princess and are so glad she's with us, but I'm somewhat out of practice carting a non-driver around. It's been over four years since I've found that necessary, and at least two years since it's just been the two of us. Not complaining, it's just....different. And we have a couple of Princess-related issues up in the air (paperwork for the most part) before we can make some decisions about this summer, which puts me smack dab in the middle of Limbo-land, which is definitely a sync-less spot.
Emotionally, things have been a little weird lately as well. There was a death in the family (the fourth out of five siblings on my mother's side), and I've made a concerted effort to go through old papers and letters that my father left behind. This process has been interesting and enlightening. It seems that my father did some creative writing and worked on a post-apocalyptic story. He never mentioned any of this to me, even though we talked often about my writing. I wonder why he didn't pursue it, and I want to talk to him about it. I haven't read it all thoroughly yet, but I intend to hang onto it.
All in all, life is a little funkadelic. It's not bad....or good. It just is. And it will pass.
Have you been out of sync with your work or your life? How did you get back in sync?
Have you been there?