It’s been almost a month since I last posted, and this is unusual for me. There was a time when as a very new blogger I was posting at least twice a week. The only other time I did not post here for a long period of time (in web terms anyway) was the month that I dedicated myself to another project. This time, I just seem to be out of sorts (or at least out of words). Life and the kids have certainly given me enough material to work with, but I just haven’t felt the desire to sit down and write it out. I suppose it’s safe to say that I have the winter blues. (As I write this, the sky is clear, and the temperature is 65 degrees, but it is still winter, so that’s the excuse I’m going with.)
Or maybe I’ve been waiting for lightning to strike. I’m not a professional writer (largely because I’m inconsistent with my writing). I don’t seem to have the commitment it takes to do this outside of my little corner of cyberspace. I keep telling myself that one day I will write brilliant things that publishers will be clamoring for. I just need that one awe-inspiring idea that will ignite itself beyond my own control. I know this is not the way it actually works, but it’s a nice idea.
Just me. And the emptiness.
I hate to dedicate a post to my blah-ness. I’d rather make you laugh at the crazy things my kids have been doing. Or sit in awe at the wit and wisdom I am able to find through this overwhelming journey that is parenthood. Today that is not happening. On the bright side, though, I will have posted on a day that only comes once every four years. That’s something. I suppose there is a silver lining to my clouded mind.
On that note, I’m going to sign off for now. The kids and I have some sunshine to enjoy.