I’ve been a bad, bad blogger. So much for the blog schedule: all that did was make a more tidy measure of how I wasn’t blogging. Ah, well. It was a nice try.
As for what I’ve been doing…well. Some writing, actually! Broke well into Temple Boy. Have A Private Gentleman on a hold that I can’t explain. I know what comes next, and I know if I sat down I could write it. I just don’t.
Part of this, I suspect, is vacationitis. We’re going on one starting Monday of next week. I am very excited about it. My family, on the road for ten days. Heading back to Texas and Waffle House and friends and family. And the flea market. I just think about it and my blood pressure goes down and the sun comes out in my head.
It’s my hope that this is a break and restart I’ve been needing. Everything feels so heavy here right now. I’m looking forward to going away and coming home.
In other news, we’ve joined a gym. It will be a bit of a financial juggle, but it’s worth it for the pool alone for me. The home gym is still important, but the away-gym is becoming a healthy supplement. I’ve been walking a lot as well, which is paying some nice health dividends. Except for my hips. They are as cranky as ever. Poor things.
Have done pretty well on the no-snark as well. One lapse on FB. Didn’t even realize it was an official lapse until this morning, and I can’t say I regret it. Oh well. Humanity will endure.
And this is pretty much the state of the Heidi. I would not anticipate a lot of blogging before the 25th. If you want to keep up on the trip stuff you’ll want to be following me on twitter or at least occasionally checking my profile, which you do not need to be on Twitter to do, btw.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to find my heating pad and have a chat with these hips. Again.