Busy, busy, busy

I’ve been a bad blogger lately. Actually, it’s not just blogging — I’ve been slouchy and distant in all forms of social media. It seems that I go through a stage like this every few months where I’m just done with the Internet. Emails annoy me, Facebook is a waste of time, and I can think of a dozen things I’d rather do than blog. These seasons invariably align with nice weather or personal issues that require my attention or just plain apathy. Every time I’ve thought to blog this past week I’ve answered myself with a resounding: “Meh. Not in the mood.”

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See the photo above? This is what I’d rather do. And since I’m in a crazy-busy stretch, I’m indulging myself. Instead of blogging, I’ve been playing Uno with my four-year-old, kissing my baby’s cheeks raw, and getting my booty whipped at soccer with my seven-year-old. Oh, and I’ve jumped on the neighborhood trampoline, cleaned up after hyper playdates, shuttled my kids to and from school and other events, and nearly fainted when my sons recently told me, “Guess what, mom? We love green peppers.” And it only took me two months to convince them of that.

You know, I had this niggling idea right before Ash Wednesday that I should give up social media for Lent. But it seemed like an impossible notion. Don’t I have to be here connecting with readers? Isn’t that part of my job? Well, as life would have it, I’m kind of taking a sabbatical anyway — I’ve just been too busy. Between editing Far From Here, working on a new project (that’s due in June!), and keeping up with the rest of my life, I’ve come to the conclusion that something’s gotta give. And it’s going to be this blog.

So, for the next few weeks I’m going to be focusing on my family and on getting my work done. I’ll still be stopping in on my Facebook page from time to time, and I’d love it if you’d connect with me there. In the meantime, blessings to you in the season of anticipation. I love Lent and how it coincides with spring… It’s like the entire world is holding its breath. I’ll be back here after the exhale.

Blessings to you.

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