I saw sitting at my work desk on a particularly slow day in the office, touching up my Books for Breakfast #100 post, sketching some ideas for graphics in my small notebook off to the side. “I’ll do the little charts when I get home” I thought. “Then I’ll schedule the post and work on more tomorrow.” As an after-thought. Then I went back to work, then I went home, then I ate dinner, and then after my pre-bed rituals I fell asleep.
I never did schedule that post. Or make the graphics for it. Oops.
That was the start of the dreaded “non-planned break.” After that, I slipped out of the groove and was swept up into the stressful rush of moving. We only had four days to pack the rest of the house up and move everything after closing. It was hectic. It took us three days, and I worked all day so props to Alex and our friends for helping us make the move as smooth as possible. Then we settled in, somewhat. We still don’t have the spare rooms finished. And there are still boxes in the bedroom. We have garbage bags of clothes to donate sitting in the hallway, and work started for Alex so we both are tired when we get home. Cue nothing getting done. More oops.
This is the continuation of the dreaded “non-planned break”, although it mainly sounds like me just telling a sob story about how busy I’ve been to make myself feel better about my blog neglect. I didn’t realize how bad it was until I logged into Bloglovin’ and saw that it had been 27 DAYS SINCE MY LAST POST WHAT?! Nearly a MONTH has gone by in radio, or should I say blog, silence? Didn’t I make all those lofty statements after my previous multiple-month unplanned break that I would be better? I mean really, who can trust me now when I say I’ll try harder? Although, I mean, I am only human, and humans are full of flaws. It would be a little weird if I was perfectly flawless every day. People would probably start to assume I was a robot. (Ps. I’m not.)
Anyways. I wanted to post and say. My apologies about this long break that I didn’t intend to happen. I don’t really have a valid excuse, since regardless of how much I whine, I did have time. I just spent that time napping on the couch instead of actually doing valuable things. Now that my guilt at being a terrible content creator has reached a high point, I can slink back into the blog world with my tail between my legs and fall back into my daily rhythm. Here, take some photos as consolation.
Cheers! (I’m back this time, I promise!)