ptht. skgf. bleah.
No I have NOT blogfaded, I just… it’s just… one thing and another, I guess. I’ve been so frazzled lately I can’t even complete a thought before the next one comes barrelling in. We were without internet for six days awhile back, and even though we have it now, it’s not reliable. I had houseguests and a slight workalanche on the same weekend. The kids flew to Germany by themselves and then came back. There were a couple of birthdays. And I think I mentioned that Mr Husband has job-related travel every other weekend until… um. Thanksgiving, I think. The American one, not the Canadian.
I’ve been too busy to write but I should have made time, because writing is how I cope with the busy. All these things buzz around in my head like flies in a jar even after they’re done, unless I write them out somewhere, so then I feel even busier than I am.
But I’m back. I’m doing NaBloPoMo next month, just to kick my butt back into gear. I appreciate thoughtful writing much more than just blatting something out, but you have to start somewhere. I hope the blatful eventually leads to some thoughtful.