Well! Another bust

Thanks to a painful stretch of sleep deprivation and then a stretch of not giving a shit, I hereby declare this Nablopomo a bust. AGAIN. I like traditions.

It had devolved into What I’m Cooking For Dinner and I just — I was boring even myself, and I usually think I am way more interesting than I actually am. So.

Here it is, the blog, and here it is, my perpetual writer’s block. I  started a pseudonym twitter account to deal with my audience issues but I can’t even think of anything to write in there. I wonder sometimes how creative I could be if I weren’t wiping counters, noses and butts all day, but then I think back to college, when all I did was sleep and smoke, and I wasn’t very creative then, either, so, guess I’m just born this way. An urge to say something, but nothing to say.

I just felt like I shouldn’t leave y’all hanging (HA HA HA “y’all” when I guess I really mean “my mom”) so. Here it is, a wrap-up post.

4 comments on this post.
  1. Meghan:

    It’s not really dull for those of us not living a life like yours :P It’s no good if you are boring yourself though. I enjoy reading the random trials of the Woman Doing It All! (Insert Theme Song) You may just need a good theme song!

  2. Nikko:

    Happy Holidays!
    Hope you are doing well.

  3. LL#2:

    Even if you don’t write everyday, you still have people out there lurking and peeking at your blog (like me) just to see what you’re up to and to check out photos of those beautiful kids you and Iain created. :)

  4. DeeJay:

    I have never been able to make it through either. Bleh. It’s a non issue.

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