I’ve been breaking myself of the urge to wear pajamas all day (because, really, I feel like more of a human after a hot shower and when I have shoes – real live shoes! – on my feet), even as I interrupt myself to nurse a narcoleptic-turned-suddenly-awake-just-as-
There has been a lot of change around here: our new baby and Prince Charming’s new job (18 years since his last new job!). Either of those would probably qualify us for hiatus status, but both of them together, with remodeling and Daylight Insanity Time thrown in as sprinkles on top…well, who doesn’t need a hiatus?
The reason I haven’t been online, though, isn’t really anything to do with the breaking and interrupting of my hiatus. No, it’s much simpler. I was offline because my laptop was in the office space, and the office space was…*deep breath*…unorganized. Full of clutter in such piles and force that I couldn’t go close without the obsessive need to stop everything (except nursing – I might be crazy but not that crazy) and impose order. So I was telling myself there was no getting the laptop and escaping the state of the office space…there was only completing the steps necessary to organize it (which involved a couple of other projects, such as organizing the new bedroom and the living room, first).
There are still boxes in here with me. But they’re not my problem. They’re his problem. (He has to go through them to tell me what gets given away and what gets kept.). I have blessed them as a part of the space for now.
So here I am, dear friends, back to blogging (which, at this point, involves some quality time with Google Reader before the next regularly scheduled feeding and then the bedtime that must follow for me to get).