Wow, it’s been a week. I’m not sure why I’m not writing much these days. I guess I don’t have much to say.
I think I’m in a rut. Just kinda existing. Coasting by. Which isn’t to say I’m depressed. Because I’m not. I’m actually doing mostly good these days. I mean, I have my moments of moods and rages, but not too unbearable.
I’m not really doing any photography right now, but I’m just not inspired. It’s so cold and bleak and, well, winter. You can only take the same pic of a kid so many times before it gets old, so, I seek inspiration elsewhere. But this season just doesn’t inspire me.
And I guess the same could be said of writing.
Aside from being pregnant, there really isn’t much going on right now. And even the pregnancy is pretty quiet. I’m past the feeling sick all the time days, but not yet at the exciting, being kicked all day days. It’s too early for the big gender reveal. I’m 13 weeks. It just isn’t the exciting time in a pregnancy. So what is there to report?
I’m working quite a bit. Regular lane, mostly, which makes me happy. But what is there to say about that?
I guess all this is to say that I’m here. I’m around. There just isn’t much going on right now and therefore not much to blog. But, I guess that’s bound to happen from time to time.
If anyone needs me, I’m not hard to find. But for now, I’m going to go back to quietly sitting back and reading what everyone else has to say.