You know how when you haven't seen a friend in a while and then you see them and say something innoccuous like, "Oh yeah, I'll totally give you a call next week and we'll get together" and then a week passes and you think, "Hey! I need to call so-and-so," but you don't because you get distracted by everyday living and other shiny things.
And then another week slips past.
And then a few weeks become a month or longer.
And then you kind-of feel awkward about picking up the phone to call because, really, did you actually have a valid reason for not calling? And how do you explain you couldn't call because...you know...laundry and junk.
So more time passes and it gets easier to justify not calling but you feel like a total heel because you are supposed to be friends.
And then other people tell you you really need to call so-and-so because they miss you and you feel even more like a tool.
Blogging is like that.
Exactly like that.
But stay tuned, my friends, I am writing again. Finally. And recent fun has resulted in a better mood and a lifting of the funk curtain that has been blocking the sun.