I love writing this blog. I love it nearly as much as I love all the people I've met doing it. Truth is, though, that I am having a bit of diffulty with the challenges in my life at present, and I find that I am not as funny or interesting as I want to be right now. I seem to have misplaced my optimism for the moment--something about my doctor thinking I'm a raging bitch even after admitting that I'm probably right (seriously--she actually admitted it, right after the lengthy and terse lecture about how there are REASONS for the tests she orders), my beloved Ed suddenly showing up with a strange lump that may be an injury and may be something more sinister but will scare me to death until we get him into the vet, another dear cat tipping my husband's computer monitor over and doing about $300 worth of damage (bent two jump drives, broke the little legs off the keyboard it landed on), and my husband finding out yesterday that a job he was sure he would get has selected another candidate. Oh, and waiting untold amounts of time to hear about nursing school and losing patience with jumping through hoops while hospitals are starving for nurses. That too.
In the name of kindness to you, I'm going to take a break from this blog for some period of time, currently undefined. The alternative is to whine endlessly about those things I can't change and that sounds pretty pointless, even in my current, overwhelmed state. I hope you'll still want to read when I return. I hope that I have something wonderful to say. I'm wishing all manner of love and joy your way. And knitting. Much wonderful knitting.
(The cow is courtesy of Jo in the UK, and it cheered me immensely when it arrived. Jo, I'm sending a huge hug and a moo right back at you.)