It’s Sunday in my world. Monday in yours. Hi to your Monday, I hope you are all rested-up after your weekends of relaxation and luxury. I had a very stressful Saturday (work was cuckoo-bananas, as usual, even though I did get to work with my most lovely R., and that’s always a treat, HI, R.!) and now I’m having a very relaxed Sunday. I’m writing and later I’m going to put a ton of music on my phone so I can listen to music in the car with the help of the amazing sj, and THEN I’m going to set up my Roku box so I can get my Netflix started. THEN I WILL REST. I know. My restful days aren’t the most restful. But it’s all fun stuff, and I don’t have to leave the house, at least.
So we have big news over here today. Big ol’ news. Not even exaggeratey.
So time’s at a premium lately, as I’ve mentioned like a million times. See, I used to blog at work, because I didn’t have a lot to do at work. (Well, except for during tax season. NO MORE TAX SEASON FOR ME! I drive past my last job daily on my way home now, and I said the other day on the way home “HA HA SUCKERS NO MORE TAX SEASON FOR ME!!!” as I drove past. Yes, I talk to myself in the car, why do you ask? And are you at all surprised?)
Now I have a job with not only a lot to do, but I don’t want to risk losing it. So I don’t blog at work. (And I don’t have time to anyway. I just got trained up to my actual position, and it is BUSY. And also kind of awesome and a lot of responsibility. And there’s enough work backed up from before I was hired to keep me busy for a good long time. It’s like job security. Cabinets and cabinets of job security. It’s kind of awesome.)
Anyway, that’s neither here nor there. The thing is – my life’s gotten a little crazy and something’s got to give. I need time to breathe. And read. And play with The Nephew, hopefully, since he’s here now. And there’s some theater stuff coming up.
So the decision is…how do I get that time? And sadly, the answer is I have to do something about the blog.
The options are to either stop blogging, write shorter posts, or cut back on the amount I post.
I don’t want to stop blogging. I love it. Irrationally. I’ve met some of the best people; I’ve built this amazing community. I’m not wanting to stop that. I’d miss it too much.
I’ve tried to write shorter posts. I’m very bad at it. I attempt to write shorter posts and I start rambling and three hours have passed. I COULD try HARDER at it, but I’m a talker. And a writer. And I love all the words.
So that leaves cutting back on how OFTEN I post.
Which makes me sad, because I love posting every day. It gives me a sense of accomplishment and pride, and also I’m very hard on myself (I’m my own worst enemy, you see) so I am going to feel like a failure. But I think that’s the way it has to be, even though it’s going to be hard on me. I find it humorous that I beat myself up more than anyone else does. And I also seem to think in order to win, I have to do everything BIGGER AND BETTER. I need to stop that.
However, it will give me more time to live my life and do things and spend time with The Nephew and read books on the new Kindle and also in paper and play with the phone and watch movies and go to the theater and all the billion other things that I do in the world.
Much discussion has gone on with two of my nearest and dearest about this. Two of my people who know me (and my blogging) better than most everyone. And they both agree, me and short posts probably won’t happen. And I’m getting too stressed. And it’s not going to kill anyone if I cut back. They love me. (And it’s mutual.) They’re there for me. And I trust them. With everything. I listen to them when they talk. Because they’re my people. I didn’t take any of this lightly. (Shit, I don’t take anything lightly. Not anything in the world. It’s both a curse and a blessing.)
So. Starting soon (possibly even this week, possibly even TOMORROW, who knows) the every-day-posting you’ve gotten used to is stopping. I’m not going to stop writing…just not as often. Maybe 3-5 times a week. Maybe more, if I have more to say that week and more time.
If this is upsetting…well, I’m sorry. I need to go out and live some life while I’m busy making other plans, you know?
So don’t freak out if you’re all “WHERE IS AMY’S POST TODAY?” because I am doing something else. What am I doing? Who knows. Might be sitting on the couch doing nothing; might be watching a play; might be hanging with The Nephew playing with Playdoh, who knows. I’ll check in, I’ll let you know. I’ll still be here. And – AND – I’ll be less stressed when I am. A less-stressed Amy is a better Amy.
Also, we’re in the middle of a big blog design over here. Wait til you SEE. It is going to be SO SO BEAUTIFUL. (Well, it already is, it’s just not here yet. Will be soon.)
Lots going on. All the things. I’m going to go do some things now that are NOT internetty. I know, it’s shocking. Love you all to pieces. Big week coming up, theater and doctor’s appointments and salon appointments and ALL THE THINGS. Hope you’re all having the best week and thanks for being here, you know? What would I do without you all? No idea. None at all.
(Title is a Tolstoy quote. Credit where credit is due, always and forever.)