Sooooooo many things to think about, to write about, to blog about. So little time ....
I've spent the last four weeks scripting a blog post about seasonal affective disorder (SAD) and summer running in the ME ... in my head.
I've taken crappy photos of my running route ... but not gotten around to downloading them.
Writing is all I think about, yet living is what I'm doing right now. The living is what makes the blogging possible, yet living sometimes gets in the way of blogging. I live to blog, yet some days I rue living, because it's intruding on my blogging time ...
So it is that I find myself at 11:49 p.m., on a Thursday night (which is the start of the weekend here in the ME), after having rushed home after a full and crazy work week to quickly change then head off to the Four Seasons to meet up for drinks and dinner with an old friend from Canada who is here on business.
A quick kiss for Kiddo while tugging off the work outfit with one hand and pulling on a summer frock over my head with the other. A hug while applying lipstick, and quick instructions on finishing up supper before indulging on weekend treats of cheese-flavored popcorn and Toblerone.
Smilin' Vic and me meet up with the old friend, sit down to a glass of wine ... the phone rings. A potential hire. I take the call; convince the candidate all is well ... "no worries, hang in there, all will end well and work out in the end. " Hang up ... duty done.
Take a swig of wine. Engage in casual/business banter. Realize I have to turn it off. Can't. Continue blabbing ... note to self "the workweek is over ... shut up ... nobody really gives a rat's @$$". Finally manage to shut up. Let Smilin' Vic and old friend catch up. Start wishing I were back home blogging. Order espresso and tell Smilin' Vic I'm ready to head back home.
Get back home, sit down at the computer and get a message from my bro-in-law. After a long, drawn out and heartfelt battle, he has finally gotten custody of his 8-month-old daughter. Wow! What a way to put things into perspective ... living and loving really is what counts. He put in so much effort to get his little angel home. And he's got her. She is finally home. Smilin' Vic and I are so happy!
But I STILL want to blog about summer running in the ME ... (tunnel vision?).
It's 12:22 a.m. Hmmmmmm.... glass of wine by my side, keyboard at my fingertips, inspiration in my soul... despite the chaos and the much bigger stories going on, I've decided I'm going to carry on writing about running ... blogging about living ...
I'm signing off ... but I have a feeling I'll be right back, finding time for me ... blogging about living ... X