I took a little unintentional blogging hiatus this week. I haven't posted in over 10 days, which hasn't happened since the beginning of the year. On the one hand, I'm really disappointed about this. On the other hand, I'm too exhausted and burnt out to care.
I think it's pretty obvious which hand is winning though, because here I am, posting the Excuse Post.
We celebrate Christmas here. Merry Christmas, by the way, if you're into that sort of thing. If not, hope your day was merry regardless because merry days are probably better than whatever the opposite of merry is.
Celebrating holidays takes up time. We host Christmas dinner, so I do some cooking the day of and the day before in preparation. We also go to dinner with friends on Christmas Eve, a 10 year tradition at this point. It's nice to have these things to count on, time spent with family and friends.
Nathan was kind enough to tell us that since Santa would be bringing him things, his father and I didn't have to get him anything. That was kind of him, don't you think?
And, work. What can we say about that? It's been steadily getting crazier and crazier. The benefits industry, like many others, has a lot going on for January 1. That means my Decembers are nuts. Most of my blogging time was spent working instead. I wish I could say that the extra work made my life less stressful. I suppose in some way it did, but not enough for me to not feel incredibly stressed out. I can't really do much of anything but shrug and say, "Eh." I just have to keep trudging through. I see a small glimmer of hope by the end of January. At least I hope that's what I see.
Over the last two nights, I've had the pleasure of spending time with friends. Thursday I got to see friends I met in high school when we worked together at a Dairy Queen. There's something about people who've known you forever to make your heart feel full. We joked and laughed, reminisced about the good old days, you know how it goes. It was a great night. Last night, we had delicious Indian food with a fun couple. Good food, good conversation, that's really hard to beat, too.
But, all the social commitments, the work, the family obligations, they've left me exhausted. I haven't written, which makes me really sad. I've had stuff to say, but the work it takes to move my fingers across keys was really too much. I missed Yeah Write this past week and I was too tired to even beat myself up about it. Something had to go. I wish it wasn't something I enjoy so much, but, you know, earning a paycheck and feeding my kid had to be the priority.
We are about to get snowed in today. Monday is New Year's Eve and we'll celebrate with friends. Tuesday we'll celebrate my son's 6th birthday a day early since January 2nd will find us back to school and work. I have a lot to catch up on around the house and if I don't rest there is no doubt in my mind that I'm going to succumb to whatever illness has been threatening me for the past few weeks.
If something has to get left behind, sadly it will be writing and reading. I wish there was time to do everything that I wanted to do. There isn't.
Thanks for sticking around while I get my non-writing life in order.