Eighteen months ago, when I was really serious about being a blogger, I had great expectations for being witty and relevant and followed by thousands of devoted fans. I thought I was one viral blog away from my 15 minutes of fame.
As you can see, I'm awful. I haven't posted a thing in over three months. Truth is, my life is pretty dull. If I am bored to death, why would anyone in their right mind want to read about my life. I can see now why reality shows are scripted. Life -- normal day-to-day, getting up and going to work, buying groceries, and doing laundry kind of life -- is tedious and not exciting.
Until early May, I was very busy at work with a proposal effort. That's my non-blogging excuse, I was too busy. After we got it submitted, I was too burned out to consistently write anything else.
Now, I have no excuses. Oh, I suppose I could use the "I'm focusing on my long-term genealogy project and family reunion planning" excuse, but I could still write if I was so inclined. I think it is the excessive heat and drought we are experiencing. Walking from the air-conditioned office to the car and back into an air-conditioned house every day is exhausting. My health club has been closed since May 31 for renovations. I don't even need an excuse not to work out. So, lazy has become my middle name.
I'm thinking snow and invigorating, cold, sun in my eyes, wind in my face kind of days. This is exactly why I did not stay living in Texas. The heat is not for me. I'll take winter any day. (Remind me of this in January when it is 20 below.)