Polimom’s received a number of emails over the last week or two, wondering if I’m okay, or why I don’t write more.
I’m embarrassed to admit that these friendly, and often flattering, notes have languished in my inbox… because I’m not, actually, okay.
I haven’t been able to come up with a way to explain what’s going on yet, but I’ve started taking some steps to “fix” things nonetheless.
The first of these is here.
My dear, I so understand. My daughter and my 6 yr old grandson moved in with us almost a month ago, and as you’ve probably seen, I haven’t written anything, although I have notes piled up over the monitor with things I want to write. I just can’t find the time between registering him for school, and responding to “Boba, look at what I can do!” It’s been a very difficult time here too, but I’m not giving up yet. I think, that although I loved Polimom, Too, that sometimes something has to give before your sanity does.
I’m trying to find that balance now.
I’m hoping you are doing better than I am with the “what’s wrong with me that I can’t balance it all” thing! Finding out at this late date that I’m not superwoman has been an eye opener!
I certainly understand your predicament, and you have my sympathy. I too have experienced this feeling, and have discovered that the care and feeding of a blog sometimes requires more than I am able to give.
~EdT.
Do you think that part of your “dry spell” had to do with the distinctly nasty turn some of the comments over at PM2 were taking? I am somewhat surprised that RWS is holding up as well as she appears to be — I am not sure I would last too long in that pressure-cooker myself!
~EdT.