It’s 10 o’clock Monday night, November 9 and I’ve not done a blog entry since the 2nd. Why? Well, I’ve been busy, yes. And I keep getting to the end of the day and finding myself too tired to try to pull the posts I want to do together. And since I also received a notification last week from Feedblitz (the system that sends my blog posts out to subscribers’ email inboxes) of someone unsubscribing because there were “too many updates”, I’ve not wanted to just post another updatey sort of post.
Like this one.
Of course, I don’t know that “updates” meant literal update posts on things in my life, or just too many posts. Which would be ironic given blog-writing advice which says you should do regular, frequent postings or you’ll lose your readers. They never say that you might lose readers precisely because you do that. In any case, I think, but am not sure that “too many updates” is probably better than “content no longer relevant,” which is another reason Feedblitz unsubscribers have given for unsubscribing…
So, much as I’ve fought giving an update, it seems that’s all I have to give. So onward.
Last week my mother had her tooth extracted. That was on Wednesday and though the actual extraction went well, and the bleeding initially stopped, when we got home it was going again. So we spent all morning trying to get it to stop, then went back to the doctor, and long story short, it took most of the day.
After that, though, things went well. She’s having no trouble and is getting around much better. Rehab exercises are going well, even though she had to skip last Thursday’s session. We go again tomorrow.
I on the other hand was completely exhausted. There’d been a string of days where I’d been going from one thing to the next with one and sometimes even two appointments per day. So Thursday I didn’t go anywhere and didn’t do much of anything either. Mainly I worked on making a card for my husband’s birthday, which was Friday.
When I try to think back on all I’ve done, it doesn’t seem like anything momentous… continue with the rehab, go to the store, make a cake, walk the dog, clean the dog, clean the house, do laundry… but I do recall and awful lot of hindrances cropping up. Things that break, spill, get lost, get undone, get snarled… so that things end up taking longer then you planned.
Finally, I have yet to even look at the material for Sky and it’s starting to bug me. But I keep putting it back in the Lord’s hands, trusting He’ll make it clear — and doable — when He’s ready for me to get back to work on it.