I totally skipped blogging yesterday because the bulk of my day was taken up by parenting challenges. Funny thing, though – as it turns out, I’m not comfortable publicly posting about most of those types of things. As much as reading about it would make my mother grin and say, “I got my wish,” (her favorite line when The Girl pushes my buttons just like I pushed hers), I won’t put my daughter’s foibles in the public eye for the sake of writing material. If she wants to spill her guts online when she’s an adult, that’s fine, but I’m not going to do it for her – even though it’d be from my perspective. And, that left me with nothing for the day. Even if I went with a prompt, it’d feel too artificial. I do have some plans for posts this month, but not on a daily basis.
So, while I don’t consider myself aÂ quitter, I’m quitting. It turns out, I just don’t have that much to say worthy of a blog post for 30 days in a row. You certainly don’t want to hear about my gym escapades or what I’m making for dinner tonight – how boring is that?
Instead, I leave you with this:
Until next time… when I actually have something to say.