Sometimes I hate the idea of listing excuses and explanations at the beginning of a late blog post, but other times I remember that one of the many purposes of this blog is to serve as a snapshot of my life, to be looked back on in the future. And these past few weeks, the major theme in my life has been busyness to the point of exhaustion.
This blog post should have gone up on September 1st or 2nd. Right now, I should be writing the post for week 36. But there was packing and working and garage sale-ing and more packing and horse showing, and then driving and moving and unpacking and shopping and a new house and a new schedule and buses and a wedding and rain and friends and textbook-buying and basically just everything at once.
And all though that's all done, there is still homework and reading and classes and quidditch practice and cooking and cleaning and not even close to enough hours in the day for all of it. So, dear blog readers (and future self who is definitely going to look back on these) I hope you'll excuse me while I spend the next little while finding my feet.
Right now, I feel as though the tide has come up far sooner than expected, and the desolate expanse of soft sand I was walking on is suddenly several feet under water. Cold, salty, frothy water; waves that knock me over and pull me down. I know that I can swim; I even know that I like swimming. But I've had my feet swept out from under me and right now, I'm not too sure which way is up.
I'll do my best to post again tomorrow, and that should put me back on schedule. Maybe help me feel a little bit more stable as I get pulled along by this crazy current.
Just keep swimming, bloglings
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