Would you believe it’s taken me about three weeks and at least 12 failed attempts to actually sit down and write on my blog? I’m not even sure I can call it my blog anymore, as it’s probably disowned me due to terrible neglect.
I imagine my blog sitting on the top of my computer monitor, swinging its legs and waving its arms around at me each time I’m sitting down bashing away at the keyboard, doing anything but blogging.
“Shhh!” I say. “I’ve got nothing meaningful to say to you yet.”
“Shhh! You’re a reminder of when I had time to sit down and gather my thoughts in such a way that they were worthy of sharing.”
“Shhh! Everyone is writing really articulate blogs and I just..can’t..put..words..good..together.”
But today I have found a sliver of time to sit down and check in.
Today I have raced out of the office to pick up my son from school because he was looking very green and complaining of a headache and sore tummy. And for once, I didn’t grab some work to bring home with me.
So here I am. He’s tucked up in bed asleep and I have a house to myself – for a bit.
Now…what shall we talk about?