- running out of money and moving in with my in-laws.
- occasionally showering.
- watching American Idol.
- realizing American Idol is complete crap.
- giving up on watching American Idol (but still checking Vote for the Worst to make sure Tim Urban is progressing nicely.
The judges have stopped giving Tim real criticism
because they know they are no match for his
legions of fans with questionable taste.
- discovering hilarious new blogs.
- not getting a haircut (or waxing my eyebrows).
The neighbors are officially alarmed by my appearance.
This is saying something, considering the neighbors are my grandparents.
- drinking entirely too much coffee.
- going back to grad school.
- submitting half-finished assignments with this disclaimer: "I could and should have done significantly better on this assignment. I underestimated the amount of work that would be required and overestimated my capabilities, and I am sure I will pay for it with my grade."
- hoping that disclaimer buys me an extra letter-grade for honesty.
- doubting that it will.
- dropping about 20 pounds.
- perpetually alternating between feeding my seven-month-old son and rushing my potty-training daughter to the bathroom.
- having chronic headaches, chest pain, and nausea because I have terrible posture and am avoiding going to the chiropractor because they are evil and want to make me a paraplegic.
So, as you can see, I have a few things going on, which have made blogging infinitely more difficult than I thought it would be. If I had any dedication whatsoever, I would have found a way to fit in more writing around the full-time job, husband, two small children, packing, moving, unpacking, homework, and other daily responsibilities.
Maybe I should have given up bathing altogether instead of just scaling back.
- going back to grad school.
- submitting half-finished assignments with this disclaimer: "I could and should have done significantly better on this assignment. I underestimated the amount of work that would be required and overestimated my capabilities, and I am sure I will pay for it with my grade."
- hoping that disclaimer buys me an extra letter-grade for honesty.
- doubting that it will.
- dropping about 20 pounds.
- perpetually alternating between feeding my seven-month-old son and rushing my potty-training daughter to the bathroom.
- having chronic headaches, chest pain, and nausea because I have terrible posture and am avoiding going to the chiropractor because they are evil and want to make me a paraplegic.
So, as you can see, I have a few things going on, which have made blogging infinitely more difficult than I thought it would be. If I had any dedication whatsoever, I would have found a way to fit in more writing around the full-time job, husband, two small children, packing, moving, unpacking, homework, and other daily responsibilities.
Maybe I should have given up bathing altogether instead of just scaling back.
