I feel blah lately.

Not about life, because life is actually really good right now. But about blogging? I don’t want to do it any more.

Okay, that’s not entirely true. I want to write, but I don’t know what to write about.

Do I write about the four part time jobs I’m attempting to work? [You read that right.] Or about how I still haven’t done the paperwork I need to do for Butter for school? Immediately post run, okay? Realistically, it’ll probably be tomorrow. I mean, I’ve done it, it just needs to be mailed in. Which means I have to find it in the paper pit that is our . . .  everything on our first floor right now.

I actually feel amazingly content with life right now. There are some Very Big Things coming up for me in the next month or so, and I can’t wait.

Running is going well. I’ve flown through the last week, but I’m not going to fool myself into thinking it’s going to be super easy. I know it’s not. If it’s too easy, it’s not worth it. I got brightly colored running gear yesterday, and that made me happy. It’s kind of silly what I get excited about lately.

I’m fluently speaking toddler again these days. I’m enjoying how much my boys play together & how big their imaginations are getting. As I write this, they’re playing with one of their Christmas presents, making hot chocolate & pizza.


So maybe I’m not so blah after all?

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