Bad blogging
See...now this is exactly what I didn't want. To have a blog that takes up stagnant space. I want to blog. Really I do. But I can't bring myself to type the words, post the photos...hell, I haven't even TAKEN any photos. I'm a bad blogger.
This is partially happening because I'm busy. Work keeps me hopping. Plus the holidays are upon us. We just hosted a huge Thanksgiving dinner at our house. Days of preparation and then days of recovery. And now Christmas. I have a big family. That means lots of shopping. Lots of planning. There will be appetizers to make, cookies to bake. Oh, and, I'm taking a French class. Which is sort of a joke, but since I started it, I need to finish it, even if I'm learning nothing. A failure is a failure.
So yes, I'm busy. But being busy isn't really an excuse not to blog. If anything, being busy gives you blog fodder. I actually have things to write about. If I'd only sit down and write.
So to anyone who cares, I apologize for my lack of blogging. As soon as I feel any sort of spark to do so...I'll sit my butt down and write about my French class, or my holiday shopping, or my knitting progress or my new haircut. Oh...or spinning. I just ordered myself a spindle and I'm going to attempt spinning some straw into gold. Or wool into yarn. whichever.
This is partially happening because I'm busy. Work keeps me hopping. Plus the holidays are upon us. We just hosted a huge Thanksgiving dinner at our house. Days of preparation and then days of recovery. And now Christmas. I have a big family. That means lots of shopping. Lots of planning. There will be appetizers to make, cookies to bake. Oh, and, I'm taking a French class. Which is sort of a joke, but since I started it, I need to finish it, even if I'm learning nothing. A failure is a failure.
So yes, I'm busy. But being busy isn't really an excuse not to blog. If anything, being busy gives you blog fodder. I actually have things to write about. If I'd only sit down and write.
So to anyone who cares, I apologize for my lack of blogging. As soon as I feel any sort of spark to do so...I'll sit my butt down and write about my French class, or my holiday shopping, or my knitting progress or my new haircut. Oh...or spinning. I just ordered myself a spindle and I'm going to attempt spinning some straw into gold. Or wool into yarn. whichever.


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