I went the entire month of February without writing a word and reading only 1 book. What is wrong with me?
It wasn't for lack of things to say because I have plenty I could say. I think it stems from a big lack of concentration, working too much, the fact that my daughter has discovered my blog and reads it every time it updates and then proceeds to discuss it with her daddy, her brother, the dog, and probably all of her teachers. I'm not even controversial nor do I write much but I really dislike the lack of a place to put my thoughts anymore. On the rare occasion I want to rant, I'd like to do so without having it mentioned back to me after I get home from work. It's about finding a balance, I suppose, and right now, there is a big discrepancy in the balance in my life.