When Life Gets in the Way

I had every intention of scheduling post on Sunday for this week. So what happened? My back blew and I spent the weekend on a heating pad and doped up on pain meds.

I started my new job on Monday and first I must say that I LOVE it! I am learning so much and the people there have been amazingly warm and inviting. It is a little scarey though because it is literally into the frying pan and into the fire with these folks. First day there and I was doing stuff that very likely will sit in front of an attorney someday soon. Not that what I was doing was something I hadn’t been doing in my other job, but … It is an insane feeling to have them trust me to do a lot of what I’m doing with very little double checking. In my old job, EVERYTHING was “wordsmithed” to death by the boss man before it went out. Here they are just here do this, and send it out. That’s the end of it. It’s a huge transition in a way of thinking and between that, learning the new systems, procedures and other things, I’m completely spent by the time I get home.

Oh… And the drive home … well I went from a one hour one way drive with agriculture and lots of traffic… to well this..

10 minutes from home, and this is the worst of the traffic ( there were a whooping 6 cars in front of me) and I get to drive down through Capitola Village and see this view EVERY day on my home. (Yes, I know I have a crack in my windshield. No, I was not driving and taking pictures. I was at a complete stop when this was taken.)

Writing… well… since I’ve been so tired by the time I get home, nothing has happened at all this week. Last week I did some editing, but that really is about it. I am re-reading the last third of a book over again that I am sure in my haste to finish the audiobook in time (I returned it with less than 12 hours left on my “rental”), I missed some elements. Luckily, I was able to pick up the Kindle version of the book for only $2.00. It’s a GREAT book, and I’ll discuss it more when I do my next “What have a read” update.

In regards to my GET HEALTHY PROJECT, I have lost a few pounds in the last few weeks and the girls in the office have a BIGGEST LOSER competition going through June, so the atmosphere in the office is very uplifting and should help to keep my motivation going. Plus, I’ve taken Wall-E on a walk every day when I get home, before I even sit down, because, if my toosh hits a surface when I get home, good luck getting me back up.

Wall-E however, is very confused by this new job. He doesn’t understand why Wall-E has to stay and why Mommy is gone for such a long time during the light time.

When I get home, he has been stuck to me like glue. It’s so sweet. I do miss being able to take him to work with me, but we will adjust and everything will be fine.

I have to run. To those of you I’m following, I will try to do some catch up this weekend on your posts.

Have a great week everyone and I’ll be back once I iron out a new life schedule. (I’m really missing writing.)



Yea, Yea, Yea. I know. I know.

Yes, I’m way off schedule. Seriously off schedule in fact.


Yes, Sherlock. I am.

I only really have an “excuse” for the last couple of weeks.

See I went on this interview and was so excited and nervous about it that I couldn’t think about anything else. I mean, it’s the perfect job, and the more and more I thought about it, the more I REALLY wanted it.

It’s in the field I already have some knowledge of and want to grow in.

The position itself has growth potential.

The people who I met in the office were really nice and professional.

It’s close to home so no more hour long commutes.

There really are too many positives to list.

(No, my fellow authors, it’s not getting paid to sit at my computer and write my books all day.)

However, I was so excited about how the interview went, and the possibilities this could give me, I obsessed over it. I was truly excited at the potential.

It took a few days, but I got the call back and was offered the job.



Since then, I’ve been mentally wiped out with everything I need to do at my current job all the while trying to curb some of my excitement for the new professional adventure I’m going on.

Then, Sunday …. all the energy was fully drained from my body. I’m just exhausted by about 11:30 in the morning. Yesterday, I woke up with a head so clogged up, I couldn’t breathe out of my “nose holes” as the daughter unit calls them. Last night I ended up falling asleep on the couch a little after 7:30 and finally just got up and went to bed. I promptly slept till my alarm went off at 6:30 the next morning (45 minutes later than usual) .

So I’m obviously fighting something off.

I have been actively using the red pen, and making notes for changes in both The Five Angels trilogy and Chloe’s Ghost. Don’t worry about that.

Much love to everyone and I’ll catch you soon. I just need to get this cold gone, and I’ll be back.



PS: I apologize for the errors in sentence structure, grammar, spelling, etc.  in this post. I’m so tired, I can hardly see straight, but wanted to give ya’ll an update.

My Weighty Story: Progress

So it’s been two weeks since things were rightly back on track. Yes, things are still very busy for me, and this will be a very short post, but I wanted to share something with you.


Yup… that says I’m down 2.5 pounds since I weighed in. The thing that makes this THAT much more AWESOME … I just weighed in on Monday! I had forgotten to weigh in last Friday, so I weighed in Monday this week.

You can also see that I have gained a bunch of the weight back that I had lost. I was up to 70 pounds lost, but I found a few of those pounds. It’s all good, I just have to get back on track and move it!

However, I am cringing a bit at MyFitnessPal’s English on the second line.

“kimringer’s lost 56.5 lbs so far.”

Shouldn’t it be “Kimringer lost 56.5 lbs so far.”  or “Kimringer has lost 56.5 lbs so far.” ?

Oh my dear… the more I look at it, the more I cringe.

The fact it says that I lost weight almost makes up for it’s grammatical issues. (I am not going to say my grammar is wonderful. I make TONS of mistakes. This is just me throwing stones in a glass house.)


Gotta run… literally. See you as soon as I can.

January, Blogging and Where have you been Kimberly?!

Happy Monday everyone.

I haven’t forgotten about everyone here on my blog, Unfortunately, life has taken on a life of it’s own at the moment, and therefore I will be posting sporadically throughout January and hope that February will bring a consistent schedule.

Wall-E will have stories to tell (including chasing those darn chickens at Grandma-ma’s house), there will be WIP updates (on Chloe’s Ghost, Helena (the 3rd book in TFA trilogy), and editing of The Five Angels) including updates on my search for an agent, and finally my Get Healthy Project is back in full swing, so there will be updates on that front also.

The plan is to post three times a week as follows:

Monday: Wall-E Tails

Wednesday: Author Day

Friday: My Weighty Story (aka the Get Healthy Project)

However, until some things have been taken “off the plate” so to speak, blogging is going to be sporadic. I am truly sorry and I hope you will bear with me for a few more weeks.

Much love and I will be still checking out blogs when I can so you won’t be able to get rid of me quite that easily.

Happy 2015 everyone.

~Kim ~

A Post About Not Posting.

Yup, it’s THAT week. The week that so many take off blogging because of everything else going on in the world.

So what’s this? A Blog Post?

Well, HA! I’ve gotcha. This is a blog post about the blog posts that will be non-existent this week.

I’ve got way too much sewing still to do, plus my Grandpa is coming up tomorrow, and I want to spend as much time with him as possible over the next week.


If you are lucky enough to be able to spend the holidays with your family, enjoy them. Don’t forget to “Love them and call them George.”

If you are lucky (yes, I purposefully said lucky, because you are with a very special person) enough to be married to a soldier, but they are unable to be home this holiday, well, I’m sorry your loved one won’t be home. Tell them thank you for their dedication and service from me and my family.

If you will be alone this year for the holidays, by choice or otherwise, curl up with a good book (I have a few suggestions in my sidebar there ) and a cup of hot cocoa.

Happy Holidays everyone.


My Weighty Story: Interesting Turn of Events

As you know, I’ve been struggling a bit. Life has been a bit busy, and I’ll be the very first to admit that I have NOT been eating like I should.

No, there have been no BAGS of candy corn again, but that doesn’t mean that I’ve been eating healthy either. November was filled with fast food, running from here to there, doing this, doing that, taking care of Mom after her surgery, etc.

When I was staying at Mom’s, days were not judged in terms of day and light. Days were on a 24 hour clock with an alarm set for every 3 to 4 hours for pain management around the clock. There were notes and notes of when people were coming and going ( Nurses, two different physical therapist, and friends check in on her, which was wonderful and heart warming to see just how loved she is). Let me say, I will do it again ( and will come the Spring / Summer when she has the other knee done) in a heart beat because she is my Mommy, and this is just what daughters do, but … OY! there were things I didn’t expect.

1. Just how tired I would be.

Seriously, I knew my sleep would be ragged, and everything, but we weren’t going anywhere, there was no reason why I couldn’t just go back to bed until the next alarm went off. Which I did. However, my body was just exhausted.

2. Tied in with number 1. Just how stressful it is.

I really hadn’t given it much thought. Mom needs the help, I could work it out with work to take the time off, and so I did. But, looking back, it was stressful. She’s my Mommy, and even though I knew she was fine, surgery went wonderfully, and she was a GREAT patient ( She really was. Even though she hurt, she knew this was going to get better and really did keep a good positive demeanor about her. ), I still stressed out over it, and that stress snuck up and bit me in the butt!

3. Probably the hardest one because I REALLY didn’t see it coming… was how HOMESICK I GOT!

You read that right. I never expected to get that homesick. I only live 25 minutes away from my Mom’s house. 25 minutes. That’s it. Hop, Skip and a Jump. Literally, over the river and through the woods to Grandma-ma’s house we go. HOWEVER, the homesickness came crashing down on me like a dam breaking. I can’t explain it. After, what Mom 4 days? Yup… 4 days,  I missed my family so much! Luckily, my brother lives just a town over ( which is like 10, maybe 15 minutes from Mom’s house), and so I sent him a text bawling my eyes out basically BEGGING him to come over and hang out with Mom for a few hours the next night when he got off work so I could go home and see the family for a couple hours. Luckily, he wasn’t working the night shift and gladly came over to give me a break.

The following night I went home and got a fix. Well, I also brought Prince Wall-E Magnifico Puppino back with me, and the next day went back and brought the Daughter Unit back for a night. Then it was Thanksgiving and we all headed back up to my house for our yearly enchilada’s. Having the time to hang out with the family helped so much. Mom was so patient and understanding. I can’t thank her enough for her understanding of my homesickness. Of all things I had tried to anticipate, that was not something that I thought would be a problem at all.

Why do I mention all of this, because it might also explain why I just ate whatever was in the house, and what I wanted. Yes, there was candy involved, but there was also some fast food, pizza, and overall junk food. I didn’t eat well. I didn’t eat 3 meals a day, I snacked my way through two weeks.

Eating wasn’t really any better once I went back home and back to work either. There was candy left over and fast food to eat.

Then come December 1st, as I stood looking in the mirror getting ready for work that morning, I saw someone who had given up and not made her health a priority. I wish I could say that it was just November, but all you have to do is look back at the last few months ( or this year ) of posts to see that even though I’ve “tried”, there are no signs of me really putting it high on the priority list. I knew this had to change.

Then my doctor’s office called reminding me I had an appointment that week ( I forget what day it was ). Which was good, because I was feeling better depression wise, and I was finally catching up on sleep and feeling “normal” again. (Whatever NORMAL feels like) I went in and  … what an interesting turn of events.

I stepped on the scale and it seemed lower than what I had remembered, but figured I remembered WRONG and when we got into the room I asked what it was last time I was there, just a month ago. When she told me, I did the math .. and my jaw hit the floor.

HOW … How did I LOSE 8 pounds?!

You read that right too. I LOST 8 POUNDS in November. Not that I’d like to lose 8 pounds from stress every month, but I’m not going to look a gift horse in the mouth either.

So I’ve taken that as a jumping off point. I’m on the road again, and “The Devil” ( for those who don’t know, that is what I call my elliptical at home ) and I have gotten reacquainted again. I’m trying to eat better, and when I do have to do fast food, I try to make better choices than just the burger and maybe the French fries or onion rings. While I didn’t drink the soda and opted for either iced tea or lemonade, I had gone back to ordering French fries or onion rings. Which I really hadn’t done in a VERY long time.

Yes, it’s the holidays. Yes, there are temptations everywhere. Yes, there are meals that call for gluttony, but I am not going to let this stop me. I have to make my health one of my highest priorities again. I lost 70 pounds before, and even though I’ve gained some of that back, I can do it again.



(No matter what you celebrate.)