When you take a day off, you never intend that a day is going to turn into what is essentially a month, but that’s exactly what happened with me. I didn’t intend to not post for a month. In fact, I’d signed up for a blogathon, and I was supposed to be posting every day in June. As we all know, that didn’t exactly happen.
I suppose it’s a little like exercise. You’re going along just fine – perhaps not exactly enjoying it, but you’re doing it. And then something comes up, perhaps it’s raining, and you normally do your thing outside so you think, eh, today, it’s OK…I’ll just skip today. No biggie. Or maybe you aren’t feeling well, suffering from a fever perhaps. It’s insidious really. Just one day can throw a habit into a tailspin. Because you didn’t do it one day, it’s so much easier to not do it the next day. And two days turns into three. Before you know it, you no longer have a habit; you used to be someone who exercised. Or blogged.
And that’s where I find myself.
I’ve got all kinds of reasons for why I haven’t written much in the last month, some of them totally and completely legitimate. Like, at the end of May, my Sner arrived. And then we went on a whirlwind trip to visit the GrandSner in Missouri before heading out to Nashville for Marty Stuart’s Late Night Jam. The trip was hard in a lot of ways. One because of the GrandSner herself, two because of the possibility that I might see my brother, and three because it was so very, very fast. When we got home, the Sner had to head home. I see her twice a year; it’s hard to let her go.
…and then there was my birthday. It was a good birthday. But I’m struggling with being a year older, and I think that’s really why I haven’t written in mostly a month. First I was anticipating my birthday, and then I was dealing with the aftermath of actually be a year older, which I haven’t really talked to anyone about. Because I’m smart like that.
I’m still struggling with being a year older and not being exactly where I want to be, but as I look at it, there’s not a lot to complain about really. Here is where I’m supposed to be, apparently, and I guess that I find a way to deal with it. At the very least, I don’t continue to wallow in the uncertainty.
All of that is not to say that the month of June has been filled with angst. It’s been good to be home with my husband and my doggies. I’ve slipped into what I believe is my natural rhythm. We’ve been out with friends and family and spent afternoons on our beach as well as a weekend at a beautiful beach. If you follow me on Instagram, you know that I’m writing every morning. It’s been a good month that I should have been sharing with y’all.
So, while I might be a little behind, while 38 might be a couple of weeks slow in getting off the ground, I’m finally ready to get it off the ground, get out of my head, and get back in the groove.
As we head into July, I have the following goals for myself:
- publish here on a regular basis
- focus on my creativity
- focus energy on finding a job that will keep me here on the Coast at the end of the month
- finish up the projects designed to make our house a home
- finish Desire Mapping
- create vision board for the year
And that’s where I find myself. Where are you? How are y’all doing? Is your summer off to a good start? I look forward to hearing from y’all and getting back on track with you. Here’s to getting this next year off on the right foot!