My life? Not working.
2012 has been this: preschool drama, repeated illness of all family members, dog dying, attempted break-in with brick through door, ambulance to ER during business trip, summer busy season at work, loss of almost all social contact with non-work friends, massive sleep disruptions, complete inability to keep wheels on any part of household maintenance, financial management, or family routines.
I don’t see it getting any better any time soon. I’ve hit rough patches like this before, though, when Boy Detective was younger, and I didn’t see those getting better either. But they did. At least this time I haven’t gotten to the stage of walking out of the house, sitting on my front porch, and crying. So, intellectually, I will try believing that it will not always suck this much.
As a result of this life dysfunction, the blogging? Also not working.
I can’t do what I want with either of my blogs. I don’t have space in my life for creative, intellectual pursuits right now. C-Man does, because he can sleep less than I do. It makes me angry, but it’s not anyone’s fault. Neither of us can change our biology.
And, I’m starting to realize, I have outgrown both Flooded Lizard Kingdom after 10 years blogging here, and Heroine Content after 6 years blogging there. If I’m going to come back to blogging later, when things are different, I’m going to need something new.
If you’re going to want to see what that is, stay subscribed to the feed here, I’ll let you know. If it doesn’t happen after six months, unsubscribe, and I’ll see you around somewhere else. In fact, if you don’t know that I’m reading your blog already, leave me the link in the comments so I can wander by.
Take it easy, y’all.