I don’t know about you, but for me, this winter has been a washout. I survived the holidays, but I couldn’t get it together to make New Year’s resolutions, much less follow them. My creativity has been in hibernation, but now that the days are getting longer, I’m feeling stirrings of new life. And Daylight Savings begins on March 14—just ten days from now!
Rebooting is an apt term, because my trusty old Lenovo laptop is terminally ill and labeled with a DNR. Last week I took it to Reboot Computers on Route 4 in Rensselaer, and the geek in charge told me it was infected with malware and probably beyond saving. It’s abominably slow, so I’m invariably late for Zoom meetings.
But the keyboard’s been the biggest headache, behaving as if I’d drenched it in maple syrup. Some keys barely worked at all; others worked only after I pounded them into submission. Impossible for a writer, but when the Reboot geek ran a diagnostic, he must have cleaned a lot of crap out of it, because now it’s working fine. Still, I’ll need to spring for a new system soon.
But my biggest priority now is marketing giclee prints of my paintings. For more about those, please visit my post from December 22nd. With spring in the air, I’m ready to double down on marketing. The name of my business is Creative Crone, and I trademarked it a couple of years ago. But yesterday I filed a DBA form for doing business under that name in Rensselaer County. I also got a federal tax ID/EIN number. Those will enable me to open a new business bank account, which in turn will let me open a new PayPal account and sign my business up on some online fine arts retail sites. I’ll turn 80 in July, but I haven’t given up my quest for fame and fortune.
Oh, and I got my first Pfizer vaccine today at a CVS pharmacy in Troy, and I’ll have the second one in three weeks. Then I’m good to hop Amtrak down to New York City. I’m planning to treat myself to an overnight at a midtown hotel, but before I do, I need to ramp up my exercise regime, because Manhattan demands a lot of walking, and I’ve gotten downright weak and sluggish over the past few months. Walking my dog Sirius for 20 minutes a day just isn’t enough, especially because we dawdle so he can sniff and contemplate all the recent activity by dogs and deer along our route.
So as the old song says, the future’s so bright, I got to wear shades. How about you? Have you survived the last eleven months unscathed? Is the light at the end of the tunnel shining bigger and brighter? I’d love to hear from you. If you haven’t already, please subscribe to my website so you won’t miss anything. Let’s keep in touch!