Another busy day in the life of an older woman. So busy in fact that instead of sitting in front of this computer anxious to relieve myself of all my thoughts and feelings, I am almost too tired to type. I want to watch the Red Sox beat Tampa instead. I want to drink a very large glass of ice tea and then take a hot shower. Then I just want to go to sleep.
It’s not that I don’t have things to say, because I do. But looking over the volumes of written but unpublished posts languishing in my holding tank, I see that I have “work” to do to get them in a readable form. (Some of you may be chuckling now since I am not the best of writers, nor the most grammatically correct – so you’re thinking, “What’s my problem? Just click that publish button!”)
I have a friend in Bucks County, Pennsylvania, who took a long break, and now I think I know why. There comes a time, and for me it was hitting that 30,000 click mark and a subscriber base of 133, that I feel I can and should take a break. I deserve it. I’m busy now. It’s that old, “If you’re not busy, you have time to write but little to write about. Conversely, if you are busy you have much to write about, but you’ll have little time to do so.” And right now I’m very busy.
So I will say goodbye for the time being. I’m thinking that I might keep a private journal this summer, something that will require no editing, and maybe this fall take these notes and head in a new writing direction. I have an interest in writing short stories. Or maybe something political since some of these mid-term elections are going to get my panties in a knot. Or I might even go with something comic. Whatever I do, I will let my subscribers know the new blog and hopefully some of you will follow me.
Many of you around the world have my email and home address. To my Australia, Romania, England, Canada, and American friends expect a Christmas card, and let’s stay in touch through email. To everyone else, have a wonderful summer (or winter) and thank you for all your visits. I hope you’ll miss me as much as I’ll miss you.