Ever feel overwhelmed? Like you're treading water and all your seeming A#1 priorities—in the form of gigantic, awkward, squawking birds that peck and nip at each other—are standing on your shoulders, weighing you down and throwing you off balance? And your one saving grace is that you can touch the bottom with your tired, shriveled feet so your head is above water? Barely?
Lots of demands and changes at home and at work are inciting the gi-gawk-squawks on my shoulders to declare war. They're flipping me the proverbial bird and fighting over which one I should feed first, and I've been vacillating between them because the cacophony makes my spine twist in knots, which means I have been getting my share of migraines. And who doesn't love a good migraine? Oh, oh, oh! Count me in! Bastards . . .
All that to say, I'm packing, moving across town, traveling, work-work-working, and becoming a bona fide emptynexter over the next few weeks, so I am forced to take a very brief hiatus. I hope you don't all run off, as I'll have things posted and check in occasionally. Plus, it's only temporary, barely a blip on the radar screen of blogging, right?
Thanks for your support, and I'll see you in a few weeks.
Fire nipples
2 days ago
