I feel as if I owe a bit of an explanation for having not been here much. I have, after all, had more time on my hands rather than less.
The first reason I offer is that much of what’s been going through my head needs to stay out of view. My dark side’s been giving me a run for it and it’s taken a lot to insure that those monsters stay chained up. Enough said.
The second reason is that I’ve been putting as much as I could into my kids. They’ve needed me. And I want them to remember holidays as family time.
The third reason is that BF’s had some serious health problems (which I’ll not mention, as I feel that it’s his place to decide how much my readers I know) and I’ve been trying to get up to visit him as much as possible. I know, after The List you were probably wondering if there’d been a break up. There hasn’t. For now. This ties back to reason one. Maybe I’m not relationship material.
The fourth reason is that I’ve been, gasp, writing with pen and paper quite a bit. See first reason.
Flimsy excuses, I know. I ought to be blogging furiously what with all the material that’s fallen on me the last few weeks. But somehow I just haven’t been able to do it. My mind races furiously and I can’t seem to set any of it out.