(( warning - brain dump ahead ))
It seems I just can't blog anymore.
I keep thinking it's just a phase, I'll get my writing mojo back... but nope, nothing. And I sit there and stare and stare and can't think of anything I want to write about - it's like it just doesn't matter anymore, you know?
My life is shrinking.
Don't get me wrong, I'm enjoying every moment - but my farm life/ housewife routine seems too dull to repeat post after post. I've no funny job stories, I have my chicken blog to talk about the flock life, I don't go anywhere nor see many people so the adventures aren't there to share, and the private home stuff can't be shared here because too many wrong people have access to this blog - if I were anonymous it would be a whole different matter.
Most of you know what I mean, yes?
I'll probably get a part-time job after this summer is over, just to get me out of the house for more than grocery shopping.
Not that I miss dealing with the public but I don't want my brain to rot.
Something like that.
Thankfully I have a little "girl getaway" coming up soon, my bestie is picking me up and we're crossing the border for a couple days of eating bad greasy food and shopping at American stores - looking forward to taking lots of pics and just being elsewhere for a bit.
I'll be homesick after 15 hours but oh well :-D
Then in three weeks Vegas, his daughter, the dogs and I are spending a week by the sea for a real vacation, it's been three freaking years since we went anywhere!
So I'm looking forward to that, too.
Crisp salt air, hungry seagulls, the lull of sea tides against rocky shores.
And then it's September, my brother's wedding, time for apple picking and a couple of photography contracts, preparing the barn for winter housing...
...and then maybe I'll scrap this blog or give it a major overhaul, I'm quite tired of this look and feel.
/end of Not A Writer post/