I have not written for a while, which is nothing new, I know. Actually, that’s false, I have seven unpublished posts sitting waiting to be completed, but I skimmed over each of them and they are horrific. Like a trainwreck. I can’t bring myself to hit publish on those, but to admit defeat and simply delete them off the interweb space would be too easy. One day when I’m feeling brave I might publish one for laughs. Oh my gosh, so bad.
My brain hasn’t been in blog mode, even though I really want it to be. Writing is usually one of my outlets, but words are failing me past a few paragraphs in my head. Sometimes I’ll sit and try to draw out a full post but the juice just isn’t there. At this time I would like to opt for a cop-out and claim that pregnancy brain has taken me over. My usual scatterbrain is overwhelmed with well, nothingness. But let’s be honest, my track record from pre-pregnancy ain’t so great.
The other thing is, this was supposed to be a humor blog but I’m not in a good place to find the funny in every day life right now. Perhaps I’m just tired. I could certainly go for a back rub. With three weeks left until this baby is born, I’m limping through the day (physically and somewhat mentally). My work has been especially stressful in the last few weeks with client issues, but I think, I think, I think, we are in the clear now. In fact over the weekend it occurred to me that I didn’t realize how stressed out I was about the situation until I wasn’t stressed anymore. Perhaps the human brain is kind that way. Maybe it’s the adrenaline, maybe it’s stupidity, maybe it’s God’s way of pushing us through the suckage.