I love you.
I expect to be back soon.
Since I haven’t been writing lately, I’ve been painting instead. Including three entries in a neat little book we picked up at the DMA, 104 Things to Paint. Its pages are all divvied up with neat little subjects like falling from the sky, french fries and ketchup, and arrows.
You may have noticed that I didn’t post yesterday. You may not have noticed. It’s fine.
You may have noticed that my posts have not been up to snuff lately. I have, and I’m not happy with it.
I posted every day for over two years, but that time is over now. It’s been harder for me to make time to sit down and write a post with my new job and working twice as much as I’m used to working.
I tried using voice-to-text to write some posts on my phone, but my accent’s a little too thick for that, so I spent just as much time editing as I did writing/speaking the post in the first place, which kind of defeats the purpose.
I’m home early from work tonight, due to a lack of business and some schedule-swapping with my arch-nemesis, so I’m letting you know what’s going on around here.
I think a schedule would still be nice to have, even though I’ll post additional stuff whenever and wherever the urge strikes me. So sometimes I may still post every day for weeks at a time, and sometimes it will only be three times a week.
I’m still debating which three days: Monday-Wednesday-Friday? Tuesday-Thursday-Saturday? I’m leaning towards Monday-Wednesday-Friday. And I’d like for those posts to be a minimum of a thousand words.
But we’ll see.
I’m thinking of starting another blog too, which seems counterproductive, but I have things to say that don’t feel like they belong here, so there’s that. I’ll let you know.
Today I saw a woman out of her car taking selfies in the Whataburger drive thru. I feel like there’s a joke in there somewhere, but I’m not sure what it is.
The driver came around and picked her up when she was done.
Today I met my brand-spanking-new niece. She has the cutest little snore.