It may have something do to with a combination of things - too many late nights (by choice -- that's my Me time), then NOT sleeping due to sick kids and a restless brain, or perhaps it was several days of the very early morning appointments (after the late nights/not sleeping) that just finally caught up with me but I just could not get with it. I was in that Zombie-like state where things get done, but you're pretty much on auto-pilot and don't remember doing them. I REALLY hate that. I think I especially hate it while driving. When I was "younger" and alone in the car I would reach my destination and not be able to remember making the trip because I was so deep in thought or so spaced out that it's like I'd just driven through a time warp. I'm sad to admit that it has happened... More. Than. Once.
I've even gone to the store and wound up in a check lane with a basket of groceries and don't remember shopping for them. (It was the worst when I was a new mom, OMG don't even get me started!) I personally think that it is a sign that maybe a break is needed, right???
So that's what I did. I took some time to get my priorities in order.
After my brief hiatus - I'm rested and full of zeal... well that is kind of over stating it really. Let me put it this way -- I am conscious and semi-coherent, anyway. And ready to give this blog my attention again. I'm dedicated.
I know from reading other blogs that the way to keep your readers interested is to write, and write often. But I guess the problem I'm having is making it entertaining for you all as well. When I started mulling over the idea of writing a blog all sorts of funny and interesting things were going on.
Now that I have bit the bullet and started, it feels like our lives have hit the doldrums and we're waiting for another gust of wind to come along and take us where we need to go.
I'm just not sure where that direction is right now, but I've already managed to make time in between daily summer lessons, trips to the library for summer reading, soccer games and practices, doctors appointments (with my hubs being off work because of surgery), doing the shopping/cooking, cleaning and laundry to do this. Even if I still have a yard work to do, a garden to tend, a yard sale to help organize and scouting for events to plan -- I'm making time because this IS important. So, I guess what I am trying to say very inarticulately is thanks for being patient and hanging with me. I'm getting there and I'll try to keep the Zombie in check.
More to come soon...
But until then I'd really like to know, am I alone? Does anyone else ever feel like their lives are stuck on auto-pilot? What do you do to break the cycle?? Do you ask for help?
I'm really interested and I'd love to hear from you. Thanks again for reading.
'Til next time,
