As we start the week … I’ve had many post ideas running through my head, but the story of my life for the past 18 months or so seems to be that I have soooo many ideas, but sooo little time.
I love this little blog, but I confess that with everything going on offline and all of the changes in my personal life, I haven’t always known what its place is.
Life is not what it was two years ago. When Angela, my special needs sister-in-law, moved in with us 18 months ago it wasn’t something that we had time to plan for. It wasn’t something we expected. It has changed just about everything about our household – in many positive ways, but also in some challenging ones.
I’m working on finding a balance, but when something needs to go it is computer time. I know most of you understand, but some of you have been faithful readers here since the beginning of my time here, so I felt like I owed you some sort of explanation. I’m trying to get better about writing when I do have blocks of open time and then presetting posts, because my writing muse is still speaking even though I can’t always answer her.
Sometimes it isn’t simple, is it? When I wrote that post for the Art of Simple a few months ago, I was talking just as much to myself as to all of you. It hasn’t been simple, but it is getting easier. It’s getting simpler. We’re finding our new normal, it just took us a while to get there.