I've given this a lot of thought lately and this morning, I woke up from a dream and realized what I need to do:
It's time for me to stop blogging and start living.
I haven't seen the bottom of my kitchen sink since I cleaned it as a New Year's resolution last year. The time that I cleaned it for the television reporters doesn't count, as I shoved the dirty dishes into the oven.
I haven't made my bed since I started blogging. Oh wait, I can't blame blogging, because it started when we got our first computer nearly ten years ago.
I've neglected my compost pile--it's time for me to pay some attention to those hard-working worms in my backyard.
Oh, and my kids-- just the other day I noticed that my oldest towers above me. The middle kid has grown into a woman. The youngest kid is now negotiating to stay up until midnight. And the youngest kid needs a haircut-- I can't see into his eyes.
So, my blogging readers, it's time for me to hang up the blogging shingle and go clean my kitchen sink and get to know my kids once again. And oh--the hubby too! Thanks for hanging out here in the last year and half-- it was great getting to know you!