It’s been awfully quiet around here lately. I’ve been thinking about why. I used to write a lot. All the time. And now, hardly anything.
I could say it’s because I’ve “been so busy,” and that’s true, I have. Scarcely a day goes by that I have to myself, and I miss it. Especially when I think about the possibility of those days going by as well. But “busy” is only half the problem, because I do still spend a good amount of time not-busy. In fact, I’m spending a lot of time not-anything. Not writing. Not cleaning. Not exercising. I do those things, but not as much as I could.
Anyway, it occurred to me that part of the problem is that I’m not reading anything longer than facebook statuses anymore. I get on blogloving about once a week and do a binge catch-up on everyone, which burns me out so quickly that commenting is not a possibility. I picked up a book a couple of weeks ago, and read a lot in a couple of days, but then set it down and didn’t look at it again. This is not like me.
Pretty much I’m spending my “down time” – and even some “up time” – watching Netflix. Not playing with the dogs. Not even getting on twitter. This is not like me.
I think Deployment Fatigue finally hit this week. Including multiple doses of Deployment Curse. And I'm just drained.
Maybe I just need to get this all out of my system. All of those things can still happen even after SoldierMan comes back. Some of them may even be easier with him here. I guess I’m just in a funk.
All that to say….if you still come ‘round these parts and actually read what I throw up here, I appreciate it. I’ll get back up to snuff one day.