While I may not think about my blog every day, I do think about it often. I think of things to post. I think of my need to post in general. But getting from the thinking to the doing has just been so difficult lately.
I wish I could say that thinking-to-doing-process difficulty was only apparent on my blog. It isn't. The inside of the house is in need of some serious attention and I won't even start on the outside of the house. If I didn't live with my husband and children I would probably think about them but I would never do anything about that. Ask my mom. I talk to my her when she calls me (if you can call my one word responses really talking). Ask my sister. The last time I spoke with her on the phone was because I accidentally hit her phone icon when trying to hit Moo's message icon. I don't initiate any of the conversations.
I meal planned yesterday and glimpsed a semblance of how I use to be. It was nice. I also cooked something yesterday that required more than 10 minutes of my time. . . another little glimpse.
For those of you who have no idea what I am talking about. . . count yourself lucky. For those of you who know exactly what I am talking about. . . I am sorry. I don't like admitting something is wrong but it becomes painfully obvious when speaking with someone you haven't seen for awhile.
Friend (F): So, what have you been up to lately?
Me (M): Nothing.
F: What yummy stuff have you made?
F: Oh. . . you use to make all sorts of stuff like ketchup and other stuff from scratch.
M: Yeah, I have store bought ketchup in my refrigerator and I really don't make anything from scratch these days.
F: What cute things have you made?
M: Nothing. Not one thing.
F: Oh. . . so . . . nothing?
M: Nope. Not. One. Thing.
F: What is wrong with you?
That is about the time I regret leaving my house.
***I wrote the bulk of this post mid-August. Looked at it and modified it a bit in September. Thought about looking at it and posting it in October (obviously didn't). It is now being posted in November just shy of six months since my last post (so sad and lame). I am still catching glimpses. . . I have actually meal planned for the last six weeks or so with last weeks planning session resulting in two weeks worth of planned meals. Other than the meal planning. . . not much has happened. I have not crafted any crap, my house still needs some attention (both inside and out), and I really don't talk to anyone other than my coworkers (while at work) and my family (mainly the ones living in my house). Here is to hoping I can get going again and be my normal self.