My sister called this morning: "Is everything OK?" she asked, concern evident in her voice.
"Uhhhh, yeah. Why?"
"You missed a day! On your blog!"
"Oh, yeah. I did that on purpose."
"On purpose? WHY? What happened?"
"Oh, nothing. Except it was a miserable day work-wise, and I'd put in umpteen hours, and it was 11:30 when I finished and...I just couldn't face another 'I'm posting about why I can't post' post. So I just decided not to do it."
"But...But...You gave up anniversary sex to blog! Why quit now?"
She's right. (Not that I gave up anniversary sex, of course. But I did postpone it. Which is almost as sacrificial. Yes, Mom--and Deb--I know that's too much information.) It was a stupid reason not to post. But then again, what's the point in doing this if I open up my browser and stare resentfully at the blank "Create Post" page in Blogger? I still have plenty to say...just not last night.
And so I'm out of this, the first non-November NaBloPoMo challenge. I won't be doing next month, either, because we're going away with a group from our temple the first weekend of April (or at least Em, N and I are...Baroy has to stay behind) to 'family camp' where we won't have...gulp...internet access. (I KNOW! What is WRONG with these people? Making sure we properly observe Shabbat and EVERYthing. Sheesh.) But I'm toying with the idea of trying again in May. And it's not like I don't EVER post when I'm not NaBlowing. I just post a little less drivel is all.
So, in case you were wondering...I'm fine. Everyone's fine. I just got TIRED.
2 comments:
Well, I'll applaud you for getting through nearly all of the month!
I don't know how some people can do it, especially those who can write something insightful or humorous Every Stinkin' Day. Some days it's hard enough just forming coherent speech and putting one foot in front of the other -- I don't want to add daily blogging requirements to the list!
You did very well at NaBlowing (that sounds either mucus-related or sexual).
Speaking of which, I'm very glad to hear that you just POSTPONED anniversary sex. I was afraid you just watched The Ten Commandments and went to bed (to, you know, SLEEP). ;-)
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