Writer no more - at least for a while.
With some regret, I say to you that I cannot go on being the proverbial Jill of All Trades.
My first responsibility is to my husband. How can I provide for his needs - attend to his ever-increasing care as a frail, aged gentleman - if I'm worn out, slaving over a pen (or computer)?
Then, there are our pets to look after. With her long coat, Chicki's need for grooming is on-going. Likewise, her desire for walkies... Our budgerigars, Albert and Victoria, also make their presence felt, squawking loudly several times a day when their food supply runs low, and loving their stints in the great outdoors on fine days, when their feathered friends from the wild often gather near.
I've made my decision, and it's the only one I could make to maximise my chances of preserving my health and energy. After all, I'm only human.