Flipping through the "next blog" feature I find that I'm not the only one who fails to regularly post to one's blog site. That makes me feel some better I suppose. It's hard to write without inspiration and with serious doubt that anyone reads the post if I do manage to "scratch out" a few words, or cares one way or the other when I do.
One day blends into the next, passes on to the next and on and on ad nauseum. Such is life in retirement. The kids are busy with their lives in far flung places. I seldom call for fear of interrupting. The texts I send, with keeping them up on what's happening in little a-town in mind, are most often ignored.
Welcome to my Tuesday morning pity party.