February Is the Longest Month (Here’s How to Survive It)
First, an apology. It has been over a year since I last wrote a blog post. I would love to tell you this was due to something impressive like writing a novel, traveling the world, or being “very busy and important.” Unfortunately, none of that happened. Instead, I was: Thinking about writing Opening a blank document and immediately closing it Convinced I had nothing interesting to say Convinced I had too much to say Waiting for the “right time” Existing in a low-grade state of burnout Occasionally forgetting I even had a blog And, minor detail, I unexpectedly became a mom! Not to a human. To a French bulldog whose original owner was deported by ICE. So yes — life took a left turn. Somewhere between adjusting to motherhood (tugboat powered snoring, judgmental flatulence, and emotional manipulation via large eyes and that one adorable floppy ear), general burnout, and the passage of time behaving aggressively, the blog quietly… well...stalled. Which brings...