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Writer's Hiatus

I will admit that I have been distracted. It has been WAY too long since I've blogged and the writing aspect of my life has been swept under the rug, placed on the back burner, pushed to the side, and every other procrastinatory metaphor you might imagine.   

Procrastinatory. I thought I had just made that up but apparently some online dictionaries actually recognize it. Who knew?

It's not that I haven't thought about writing. I get ideas almost every day.  Some go in my notebook. Some just get locked away into my brain for later use.   In my constant pursuit of balance, I have realized that I can't, unfortunately, do everything I might like in a 24 hour period and that I do need some opportunities to relax or my head will probably explode.  

So to recap, here are a few things that have been taking up space in my brain in my life recently.

Becoming a parent. Again. Our process towards becoming a Resource Parent with UMFS continues.  We have finished our initial training and now it's time for...paperwork.  We will start our home studies in a few weeks and then it's onward to approval.   

Along with the clerical side of this journey, there is, of course, the emotional side.  Roger and I are moving furniture, toys, and other items around in our home trying to make sure it is ready for another little person (or people) to join us.  This requires going through some of Charlotte's things again.  As time goes on, it becomes easier to let go of a few tangible items while I cling even more strongly to other pieces of her.  Emotions are inevitable stirred and that sometimes slows the process.

My day job. Remember that? The thing that pays the bills? It also takes up a huge portion of my time and brain power. Suffice it to say that while I love my job, it doesn't leave me much "brain juice" at the end of the day for blogging and writing.  

Rediscovering the Y. My mom gifted us with a membership to the YMCA recently and I look forward to my yoga classes every week.  One of my favorite things about working out at the Y is that I can walk on a treadmill for an hour AND read a book at the same time.  I have read almost a dozen books this summer and loved almost all of them.  

Finding ways to turn off my brain. It took a long time for me to realize that I am exponentially more productive after a break than when I try to run on fumes.  To that end, I try not to feel that time spent seeing a movie, reading a book, or binge-watching a TV series on Netflix is wasted time.  Feeling refreshed energizes me to do more than if I were burnt out.  

I will probably continue to write but I'm guessing that the blogs may be a bit more infrequent for a little while.  Don't worry. You will read updates about our parenting journey here, as there are updates to report.  I may even find a funny anecdote or two to share in the meantime.  For now, there is laundry to put away, a new book to download from the library onto my Nook, and a new bedroom to rearrange. 


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