Maybe it's the fact that I miss the therapy of the blog, or maybe it's the music running through my head, from Schubert to Sondheim, my brain perpetually practicing. Maybe it's the silence caused by my ear infection, or the 1/2 glass of Merlot at dinner, in combination with the decongestant and antibiotic. It could be the frustration over my viral school computer loaded with the next several weeks' lesson plans. Whatever it is, I am sitting at our home computer in the wee hours, two sleepy-eyed and confused cats at my feet. Without the daily routine, my head bursts with blog possibilities: the latest teen daughter developments, a new set of personal physical failings, the upcoming Gate River Run (our fourth), the one-year anniversary of the husband's lifting incident, and not least of all the anxiety and excitement found in my reunion with music and performing. Too many topics whirl around for me to dig into just one. I'll settle for this list, my self-indulgent little piece of writing about sitting and writing, and then return to the bed with the sleeping husband, confused cats, and warm compress to my infected ear.
“You are what I never knew I always wanted”
12 years ago
5 comments:
You're awfully productive. When I can't sleep I wind up watching Fair Game and thinking about how much of a better actress Brigitte Nielsen was than Cindy Crawford
Sounds like you need a hobby!
Blogging is great, and I miss your daily (or almost daily) posts, but isn't it nice sometimes to just let blogging take a back seat? Sounds like you're in a groove, even if it's a hectic one. :-)
Whatever the reason you write, I'll read it. I truly miss your posts but I understand. We always have Tuesday duty together.
BTW, I know what you mean about deciding what to write when you don't blog daily. It all becomes too much of a decision. Daily is easy--although I've got nothing for today.
Like MJ and Beth, I miss your dailies. :-)
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