I’m one of those special introverted people.
You’ll find me sitting alone, seemingly doing nothing at all… yet in reality, there is so much going through my head.
As such, I rarely feel lonely… and I’m never bored.
And like many of my kind (queue X Files theme song), I communicate most effectively through writing.
So why the heck haven’t I been writing? I started this mommy blog to share everything parenting and relationship-ing and life-ing that’s accumulated in my head throughout the years (and perhaps give myself a bit of wiggle room in there while I’m at it) in case someone out there could use them.
And it’s not like I’ve stopped acquiring new information… being that I’m constantly taking courses and earning certifications like a bad addiction.
Was it blog burnout? Do I need to online detox? Am I falling into depression? Maybe I just need a bowl some ice cream? I think I’m out of conditioner.
Who am I talking to?
Are we out of bananas? I miss JJ.
I mean, I’m still writing on a daily basis. I’m consistently cranking out articles that I’m paid to write. But of course, that’s part of my income, so those articles are priority on my must-do list.
I have no idea. Maybe I should pink my hair again.
I can’t believe Joshua will be graduating soon. His cap and gown just came in. I still need to order his class ring… I’m not ready for this.
Do I even have a choice? Why am I asking this? I need more water.
Maybe I just need to post something to get me going again.
I should add a gif here.
Gotta throw out all these receipts collecting on my desk.