Just When You Thought It Was Safe To Go Back Into The Water

The rumors of my passing have been greatly exaggerated. I did enjoyed the moving obit by Spritopias at Caustically Optimistic, however. Newspapers would be much more interesting to read if only Spritopias was a regular syndicated columnist.

Now, back to Suburban Island and – well... me. Here’s the truth of it:

Suburban Island has not sunk into the ocean. Nor have I expired. I have instead become overcome by daily life. It is a modern malady of the standard-issue working woman with job, family, and home with which to contend. Potential blog posts dancing like sugar plums in my head each day become lost in the fray. The daily amusing blog post, seen immediately for what it could be, dissolves in the chaos of the day and time marches on – with no post to show for it.

This is my holding pattern right now. I’m living my blog posts through and not having the energy left at the end of the day to share them out here. I feel guilty about this and yet I cannot seem to find a way to remedy it at the moment.

So, Suburban Island is still alive and kicking and I am still resident here. At some point – and soon I hope – things will settle down enough for me to get back into the blogging groove with more regularity. I think I had best do it before Spritopias writes more arm-twisting posts to encourage me to rearrange my priorities towards the blogosphere. I feel especially chastened by the plea of Margaret at Stargazer that I not stick her with the role of the Presidency of the Suburban Island Neighborhood Association. I also want to spare Golfwidow the trouble of arranging a seance at which I would not be able to be present (if I were indeed expired) because I'd be doing my time in purgatory for blogging neglegence - a big time slip up.

The autumn leaves are falling here on Suburban Island and the biggest pumpkin ever is still sitting on our porch from Halloween. I feel confident that the holiday season will provide me many tales of suburban fortitude and adventure with which to either delight the reader or throw them into a fit of proper despair.

Until then, remember to walk on the sunny side of the street and don't forget to look before crossing.

Comments

[spritopias]

Let me be the first to say, "welcome back," we missed you. I should be writing a syndicated column. Someone, pay me!

[Harriet]

Well, I'm certainly glad that Christopher is still making exaggerated comments, not to mention that I'm glad you're still around. None of us should be forgetting that there's a world outside the 'net.

I figure that, if I do a hundred posts a year, I'm holding my average....

[Margaret]

YAY--so I'm off the hook then? I know about life eating up the blog. I am blogging less, and living more, but it's not necessarily enjoyable. Why do I not have the physical or mental energy to blog when there really is so much going on?

[Blue Opal]

It's allliiiiiivvveee! Welcome back and for heaven's sake, stop in and write a little more often. At some point we'll all decide it's actually your zombie self writing but hey - whatever fills the blog withdrawals ;)

[Yankeechick]

Good to see you drop in! It really sucks when all that 'life stuff' gets in the way of blogging, doesn't it?! Have a great Thanksgiving!