This blog has been seriously and sorely lacking my attention and tender, loving care.
The reason that this blog has been seriously and sorely lacking my attention and tender, loving care solely boils down to the fact that I had nothing of interest to say.
I try not to blog when I don’t have anything interesting to say.
What I’m saying right now is not particularly interesting, but I’m saying it anyways because I missed you guys.
I have been feeling quite uninspired of late. Blogger’s block, if you will.
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I am alive.
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For the summer, my already part-time schedule will get even more part-time. And I have been struggling with ways to fill up the new, extra time in ways that also nourish my wallet.
The more time I have, the more I worrythink about the future.
Worrythink is a new word I made up just now. This is why blogging is important. Even when you have nothing of interest to say.
My uncle told me to stop thinking so much about whether I am using my time in the best way. I agreed with him mostly.
But I cannot stop myself from the worrythink. I am compelled by my compulsions.
Sometimes I think the only thing standing between me and enjoying life is me. Not that I’m not enjoying life. Or maybe I’m not so much right now. Can I say that? Is that allowed?
Saying I’m unhappy makes me feel ungrateful and I am afraid being ungrateful leads to losing the things you should be grateful for.
I am grateful.
I am also confused about my life.
I just rewrote the above sentence. I had something about “swimming in a sea of confusion.” It was too hyperbolic for my taste right now.
Hyperbole about the root of your stress is only funny sometimes.
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This cat makes me smile on the regular:
I discovered these blogs lately that I like, including this one tonight that I proceeded to read straight through.
-Bad Words
-Hyperbole and a Half
-i am baker
-THXTHXTHX
-the city sage
I really like reading blogs.
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I am not over the miscarriage. Some people might say you can never get over something like that. I think you can. You will never forget it, but you can move on and feel okay about it inside when you think about it. I still feel a fresh batch of sadness when I think about it.
I think I pretended I was okay for a long time. I pretended so well I believed me.
Father’s Day and Mother’s Day sucked for us this year.
This picture makes me ache. It’s from when I was pregnant and I was so tired all the time.
I’m scared that if I blog too much about the miscarriage you’ll all stop reading. Because it’s too sad. Because people don’t talk about these things. Because it happens to so many people and… do they just get over it? No one really talks about it so I don’t know.
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I’ve shared a lot here and yet, I haven’t?
Sometimes I think I have to be bright and shiny when I show up to blog. Even though I know that’s not real. Even though I hate it when people aren’t real. Even though I know that it’s the realness that attracts most people to particular blogs. And even though it’s other people sharing their real – their happy, their sad – that endears me to them most.
I need to blog more. I will try.
I’ve got blogger’s block too. I’m not going anywhere. So write about what you want. Whether it’s bright and shiny or not. Be you. That’s it. Many hugs to you my friend.
Please don’t stop sharing the things you need to share, talking about the things you need to talk about. It’s good to see you pop up in my RSS reader again. Take care, x
Thank you for sharing your thoughts in whatever form you can at the moment. We are at risk in the social media world of three diseases, I think. I am happy to report that you are free of all three:
1. TALKING HEAD SYNDROME – All talk, no action. You are a nice balance of both.
2. ALWAYS SUNNY SYNDROME – It’s tempting to only share the good stuff, but this rarely leads to growth.
3. SHINY OBJECT SYNDROME – We are all ADHD and when a cool new thing comes along we — oh, look!
Thank you all. It helps tremendously to have your support, you have no idea.
I don’t comment often, but I promise to keep reading. Write what you feel and what you want.
I just returned from my own Blogger’s Block. I forced myself out of it by attempting a NaBloPoMo for June. I didn’t get through without missing a day (due to a couple of trips) and it wasn’t always easy to write something, but it did help me get the juices flowing again. I find that I think more during the day about a topic to blog or I keep my eyes and ears peeled for a good tale from my day. I’m thinking about trying it again for July to see if I can miss less days. There are also prompts on the NaBloPoMo website. Most are fluffy, but some get you thinking and that’s helpful in getting back in the groove.