I am sorry I haven't written.
It's not you, it's me.
Life just hasn't been very blog-worthy lately.
I've been in survival mode for weeks.
If you don't believe me, listen to this: we've had Kraft Mac N' Cheese, Maggi 2 Minute Noodles and Old El Paso Tacos on rotation.
We have even eaten.... Mc Donald's.
Don't look at me - I'm hideous!
I am so sorry; I'm weak and ashamed.
But I'm just so tired, I have nothing left.
I've been traveling, my husband was out of town for an entire month, the boys have been ill, I've been ill, and the rental isn't going to plan.
We can see our breath inside the house.
It's so cold that I sleep fully dressed because I can't bear the thought of exposing myself to the elements and changing into pajamas.
I even have to leave the house to get internet access and....
I've met someone else.
Another writing project.
No, no - of course it's not cuter than you! How could it be?!
In fact, it's big and difficult, and you're so fun and easy, but....
Well, who knows if it will go anywhere, but I'm forty now, and I feel like if I don't pursue this - don't give it a real shot - I'll always wonder, you know?
I knew you'd understand.
I promise, this doesn't mean the end of us - I'll still be around once a week, I just need a bit of space.
And, I know it sounds crazy right now, but I think you'd really like this other project.
We'll see. Maybe, when we're all ready, we can get together.
Until then, I'll keep popping in, just so you don't forget me.
See you soon - I promise.
Yours always (but not exclusively),