So I am sitting here at my tiny little adorable netbook…completely uninspired. At a total loss for words. I have absolutely no story, no lesson, no humorous anecdote, no glimpse into my crazy life, no frustrations, no sarcasm, and no life-changing realizations.
That’s not such a bad thing, in most cases. ‘Eh’ has gotten me out of a lot of situations.
I should really run to the grocery store and get that milk that’s on sale before the coupon expires. Eh. Later.
I have got to get that linen closet cleaned out. The kidscan’t keep using paper towels to dry off with.Eh. Later.
That workout DVD ain’t gonna play itself. Eh. Later.
See what I mean? In some cases, it really comes in handy. As a blog writer? Mmm, not so much. Since beginning my foray into the written word I’ve published 88 blogs andapproximately 44,000 words. I’ve talked. A lot. About all kinds of issues. Mostly without a single hiccup. Until tonight.
This got me thinking…do you ever have those moments? What causes a loss of inspiration?
Lord knows I’ve got plenty to write about around here.Like, for instance, I could write about my son, Jack’s, somewhat concerning new habitof pulling his underpants andblue jeans down to rest underneath his naked butt cheeks. Or that my daughter, Avery, has started conversing with me in her own rendition of ‘gangster rap’ complete with “yo-yo’s” and gang signs. I could also write about my husband, Jer, channeling his 13 year-old self and staying up late to play lame games on his Xbox and then being all, “Gawd, I’m tired, geez. Let me sleep a little longer,” the next morning during my many attempts to WAKE HIM UP so I can pull up the covers and make the bed.
See? Plenty of things to write about. But I’m still…eh. I think I’ll do some research on google and see if this lack of inspiration mightbe related to mycutting out carbs today. I’m pretty sure these low-carb diets are of the devil. If I find any correlation it’s back to bagels, baby.
Happy Friday everyone!