*yawns and stretches*
Ooh, hello! You still here? Was worried you may have all buggered off somewhere while I have been missing in action.
In the entirety of my blogging existence I have never gone so long between posts, and although it’s only seven days it’s quite a big deal for me.
I had one of those epiphany moments you see, one of those sudden realisations that for a few weeks I have been juggling too many things and that it is time to put one down for a few days before the alternative of dropping everything happens.
I don’t have a great tale of woe – life is happy, we are all healthy, nothing major has happened at all. It is just that the pressure of house hunting (and it’s seemingly incumbent disappointments) combined with Syd hitting one of those spells that all toddlers go through where a bit extra parental involvement is needed, meant I suddenly found writing, or more specifically finding something to write about, was stressing me out.
For a few weeks I forced myself to do it, but it felt like a chore as opposed to the thing I once loved. Then last week I had a blinding realisation that if I stopped for a few days the world really wouldn’t end! And it hasn’t, and I have enjoyed not thinking about it.
Now I am back all refreshed and tanned. (Well, still pale and exhausted after, ironically, a weekend at a fabulous blogging conference). My posts may be slightly more intermittent still for a while, as I have remembered what life was like when I started blogging, you know, when I lived my life and then blogged about it, rather than blogging as a way of life.
It’s been nice not trying to pacify a now non-napping toddler while I piece a post together. He comes first, he always has, but there have been times (and I am sure there will be again) where I have found myself exasperated with him while I try to get my thoughts down in electronic form.
Come September he will be at pre-school three mornings a week, and I am determined to be the blogger I aspire to be then. One who actually uses her notebooks to jot ideas down in and then utilises my child free time to craft posts I am proud of, or at least moderately entertained by. I might even learn how to schedule posts. Until then, I will blog when I can or when I must due to risk of exploding if I don’t get a rant out or because I have biscuit love to share.
Sometimes you build yourself an unnecessary prison and forget you are the one with the key. I don’t have to write every day, it doesn’t always have to be big and brilliant and clever, it just needs to be me, I am enough.
*Gets urge to shout something about FREEDOM in a Mel Gibson-esque Scottish accent.*
Blogging – I look forward to falling back in love with you again now I have thrown off the shackles of my own overly high standards and expectations, and getting back to what I do best, being a bit crap, but charmingly so…..
Love Miss Cisco XXX