I know it’s been pretty obvious to some of you this past week that I have been MIA.I’ve not disappeared off the face of the earth but I have metaphorically exhausted. Here is a brief laundry list of the reason for the MIA.
Grandmother is diagnosed with cancer*Grandmother is given 6 months to live*School is coming to an end*Play date* Holiday*Out of town visitors* Tornado warning*I am sick*Contacted for dream job in New York* I live in Midwest* Missed opportunity*Showings on house* Copious amounts of rain*Dog is ill*Dog must be taken into emergency veterinary services*Dog must be administered medication and waited on hand and foot*Children are having meltdowns*Open house* Dog has 105 degree temperature*Lost my funding for conference*Blistering heat*Desperately seeking sponsorship*Formulating a new resume* Embracing a few amazing …(wait for it)writing opportunities*Borrowing from Peter to pay Paul*Laundry*Soothing children’s broken hearts*Stroking the Big Guy’s (ahem) ego*Field day*Perpetual Cleaning*Play date*My “cold” is now confirmed case of Whooping cough* Last day of school*Daughter freaks out of prospect of leaving her friends*Crying in the parking lot*Packing* Cleaning* traveling*No sleep*Need to pick up antibiotic for whooping cough*Waiting to hear back from all the places that I have my foot firmly wedged in the door* Missing the routine of my every day*Spiraling out of control*
This has just been the past week or so.This is why I have been MIA. I miss the comfort of my routine and my community.Things are settling a bit so I will be back on track.Meanwhile, desperately seeking a break in the clouds.