Losing your Mojo isn’t just for Austin Powers

On August 30, 2011 by Aimee
Austin Powers

Austin Powers

It’s really not. Mine’s been running from me for about a week now due to a number of factors, including but not limited to:

  • Getting sick
  • Getting sicker
  • Still being sick and having to see an actual doctor
  • Having said doctor write me a prescription for an ear infection and tell me to buy a drug which has Pseudophedrine in it
  • Having to sign my life away and promise not to start a meth lab with my $30 box of Pseudophedrine
  • Taking my non-meth producing decongestant and an antibiotic that makes me smell weird (um … TMI?)
  • Burning my finger while attempting to make blueberry pancakes for my kids … while still being on said medicines … and still being sick.

You see the cascade effect here? The domino effect? What’s that all do to me, the go-go-go girl who never stops?

Oh yeah, life comes to a screeching halt.

Why?

  • When my eyes hurt, I can’t spend a lot of time in front of my computer
  • When I can’t be in front of my computer, I can’t write
  • When I can’t write, I want to read
  • When my eyes hurt, I can’t read either (cyclical problem??)
  • When I can’t read, I have nothing to do except …well … try to be a Mom who likes to make breakfast for her kids.
  • Refer to bullet point 7 in the previous list

And therefore, I lose my mojo.

You see, when I’m sick, the world comes crashing to a halt … to an end for me. I HATE being sick. I’m rarely sick (knock on wood … oh, wait … my desk might only be particle board — does that count? ergh…)

When I do get sick … it’s either really bad or lasts a really long time.

Tada! That’s me.

Now, I’m hoping I don’t wake up from this little nightmare of a week and have to pee like Austin did …

Probably not appropriate for kids under 50, but still funny … –> Austin Power’s Evacuation Complete scene on YouTube

In any case, that’s me these days … slow on the uptake, trying to get over having one-half of my hearing marred by some fluid behind my eardrum and attempting to do all the other ‘stuff’ I do in a day without forgetting to

  • take my happy meds
  • NOT start a meth lab
  • avoid burning my finger
  • carry on with the fun of life

Here’s to health and well being for everyone … yup … everyone!

Enjoy the end of August, the end of summer and the start of the cool season (at least here in good ‘ole North Carolina), and to getting my mojo back.

Don’t let me be the only one in this situation …┬áHave you lost your mojo? Perhaps only your marbles?

Share in the comments! It’s cathartic to let it out!

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7 Responses to “Losing your Mojo isn’t just for Austin Powers”

  • My mojo is on holiday, but he’s only gone as far as the back garden–the blighter keeps peeking through the window at me where I sit at the kitchen table, and pretending he’s going to come back in and play nice. So I’ll open up my document, go to type a word, but by the time I look back up the ar*****e has vanished again … leaving nothing but the echo of his evil laughter behind.

    But on a funny note: 2 nights ago, I got up for the bathroom at stupid o’clock (3 am, I think), and Mr B was in the bathroom washing up for bed (late night for him). My throat was hurting and (according to Mr B the next morning), I loudly announced, whilst sitting on the throne with my eyes squinted shut that: Aimee Laine has digitally infected me with her illness.

    *Snort*

    • I say I got it from Kristen Lamb … she posted about her illness and I SWEAR it hit me a week later. LOL It IS digitally viral!
      :)

  • Oh, and you should have known better than to cook … especially whilst ill :P

  • Get better Aimee!

    Funny you should blog about an elusive muse… Mine has been playing hide and seek as well. Slippery little bugger.

  • Being sick sucks! Yes, I lose my mojo every so often and I hate, Hate, HATE it! I used to have this idiotic notion that my ability to write had left me forever so I forced myself to sit in front of a blank page for hours. No, that never works. I just ended up more frustrated than I began. Now I’ve learned to step away until whatever (family issues, sickness, life’s crappiness) goes away and then I’m back in business. I feel for ya! Get better soon.