Why I've been away...
So, for the three of you who come back to this site checking to see if I have new content, you're probably wondering why I've been away. Actually, I'm sure you're not wondering. I bet you think it's either laziness or business or a combination of the two.
Well, you are partially correct. It's been 50% lazy, 50% busy, 50% family (nothing bad, only good), and 50% something else entirely.
When I first started blogging, I wanted it to be a historical record I could look back on. A virtual scrapbook if you will (and if you're still reading this, you have) I enjoyed doing it, and then I didn't, and then I did again. One day, I had a conversation about landscaping that made me understand why I don't devote more time to this blog.
What do I mean? It's simple. I don't mow my own lawn.
Huh? Let me explain. I recently bought a house. I had every intention of mowing my own lawn. I wanted to mow my own lawn. Heck, it was the manly thing to do to mow my own lawn. Besides that, I often find things like doing laundry (what? still manly) and mowing the lawn relaxing... even zenlike at times. Further, I thought paying someone to mow your lawn was absurd (not to mention absurdly expensive).
However, I soon came to realize that I wouldn't have the time to do it with everything that goes on in and around my life. Being as generally busy as I am, I would likely end up doing a half-assed job.
Fast forward three months later and I can say without a doubt that I am happy with my decision to get someone to do it for me. In fact, it has been money well spent. The job isn't half-assed and my lawn looks great.
I realized something else as well. That is the concept of Time.
Time is one of the most important things in the world to me. Not to sound philosophical here, but you only do get a limited amount of it. So therefore, when I have to do things that may not be quite as much fun or productive as other things (such as mowing a lawn, standing on line, or sitting in traffic), I am slowly killing myself. It may sound like a harsh way to put it, but it's true.
Now, blogging is fun to me, so it's not like I'm killing myself here. However, it isn't fun every day. Somedays, it is actually a chore. And when something fun becomes a chore, then I'm killing myself and not doing it for the right reasons.
What does this mean? It means that once again I have something else in the pipe that will be more entertaining for me and will let me express my writing. I'll update you more on that as developments unfold. Who knows? Maybe I'll even make money off of it. If that's the case, then it won't be a chore, but rather, a job.
We'll talk soon...
posted by JV @ 4:08 PM
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