Except that I hardly wrote anything in February. Three posts. And one of them didn't really even count. But I meant to. I had this lovely Valentine's Day post all ready -- a sweet ode to love -- and is in fact partially typed up on my desktop. But I never got around to finishing it. I had this idea that when I was up north I would blog about my experiences, and I've been carrying around this amusing post about cold weather in my brain for over a week now, and just haven't made it happen.
If you've noticed, most of my recent posts have been about my inability to manage time properly, and my oversleeping. Maybe this whole post isn't fair, since I'm extraordinarily cranky about going back to sleep this morning, when I really wish I had just gotten up.
WARNING! I'm going to get very whiny now, because this is my blog and I can. Please avert your eyes. I'll let you know when it's safe to look again.
I know it's not fair to complain, since I have a more reasonable schedule than other people, but it just sucks! Like, already, it's 9:15 and I still have more things I want to accomplish. I just hate this. Can't I have leisure time and writing time and exercise time and personal time? All this makes me feel like a complete failure, compounded with the fact that I'm the person who routinely spills and breaks things (yes, this morning I spilled coffee. No, I haven't broken anything yet today, but it's only 9:15 so give me time). I am so tired and cranky and premenstrual. I want to eat Doritos and drink chocolate milk and just watch TV all day. I do NOT want to call the accountant. WAAAH!
Ok, I am done now. You may open your eyes.
I'm going to wrap this up, because I'm just taking time away from other things. If I hurry, I can get in 2o minutes of yoga and hopefully still be able to take a shower. Maybe I'll try to blog once a week in March. In January and February, I had hoped to blog every day. That might have been too ambitious. So once per week, for now, is what I'll shoot for. Wish me luck.
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From the perspective of one who does eat Hint-of-Lime Tostitos, drinks strawberry soy milk, and watches TV all day... well it's no picnic. I'm glad the Public Radio pledge drive is over so now I can listen to that again.
These days, I've been trying to write my whodunit (Smeestery, if you will) and I've totally got writer's block. Writer's block named Atticus HO! He's just so... ugh, I can't even get into this right now but I spend most of my waking hours willing his head to implode. Also, mama is a total slob and this house has hay and rabbit poo everywhere. Who lives like this?
Anyway, good luck on the blogs. If you write more in March, I promise to comment a lot. XOXOXO--Smee
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