I’m sorry. How is it May already? It’s like one day my yard was barren and grey, and the next day the whole thing had been colorized a la Wizard of Oz. I keep finding myself surprised when my windows are full of green.
I’ve been neglecting the blog as of late. And blogging in general. I keep wondering who is reading all these blog posts that people write. I barely have time to brush my teeth, and yet somebody is, because we all keep writing them. I’d like to set aside an hour a week to just read and comment. But which hour?
What have I been up to? Crocheting. I want to have a new line of hats for babies and toddlers for the fall, and that means prototyping. Nothing’s quite as horrible as spending four hours on a project only to finish it and decide you don’t quite like the look of it. But I’m excited about the successes that have come out of all that failure and can’t wait to debut them in the shop.
Now that it’s nice out, I’ve been hiking, biking, walking, and jogging. I’m supposed to climb a mountain in 34 days, so I’ve been working out in hopes that I won’t return from Mt. Washington in pieces. I’ve actually GAINED weight (UGH) but I feel stronger and I have noticed my endurance improving. It’s a good feeling, knowing that I’m taking care of my body and teaching my kids to be active and healthy.
And if I happen to pick up my computer? I am writing, but it’s been sponsorship emails to hospitals and pieces for local media. Between the Climb Out of the Darkness and the Warrior Mom Conference, I’m getting a crash course in marketing and PR – and thank goodness I’m a quick study. Oh, did I not mention that I’m co-chairing the first ever Postpartum Progress Warrior Mom Conference? Honored. Overwhelmed. Determined.
There really do need to be more hours in the day, because I just can’t find enough for all the things I want to do AND to watch Grey’s Anatomy while eating a sleeve of Oreos. But I am still here. And I’ll be back blogging before you know it.