The one who refuses to let the patient die. The one who never delivers the "I'm so sorry...." speech. The one who constantly has another trick up her sleeve.
I have let this blog fade so so many times, and yet I keep coming back. Small wonder no one reads along; I have a hard time following blogs that post 3-4 times a week, much less one that might post 3-4 times every 6 months! No, I can't blame my readers for my...lack of readers. I have only myself and my lackadaisical posting attitudes to fault for that.
My most recent excuse was, of course, the incoming parentals. The prep work for their visit, their visit, and the downtime afterward was my rationale for abandoning The Blog. But they left almost 2 months ago, for crying out loud! I guess I just find it hard to jump back on the bandwagon once I've fallen off. Those cart horses do go quickly, you know.
At any rate, I've this night found the laptop sitting on the bed. R was feelin crappy today (so I'm probably catching back my cooties even as I type), and had the computer in here so he could email in sick (aaaahhhh technology! don't even have to talk to the boss any more--just send him an email!).
It was calling to me and it makes sense--I've journaled since I was a teenager, and I always wrote before bed. Got my thoughts out of my brain and allowed me, usually, to get to sleep more easily. And it kept me from having wildly whacko dreams, like the one a couple weeks ago where I was being chased by a mountain lion that eventually grabbed the back of my hand with one of his ginormous claws, which stuck in like nature's own grappling hook. Or the one last night featuring a huge smooth quarry-like pit in the earth, strewn with the skeletons of the people who had fallen in and couldn't get out. Among other things.
Yeah, those things I can do without. So perhaps blogging about the mundanities of my days will keep me here, keep some of you here (Hi Mom! Hi Dad!), and get me some much needed sweet dreams!
1 comment:
i still read you. :)
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