I’m not talking about the Frankenstorm, bless its little heart. Although plenty of people are, and I wish them the much safety, dryness, and trees that don’t fall down.
Nope, it’s the LymeStorm.
The LymeStorm is making me face what I can and can’t do–and forcing decisions about what of those things is the most important to do–both privately and professionally. Although when you’re writing for a living, the two are heavily intertwined.
I love this blog. I love chatting to people here. I love posting videos and pictures and I even love making fun of myself.
But it turns out that blog time is writing time. It turns out that I’m sacrificing one set of words for another, because I can no longer do both.
Blog time is also social time. It turns out that I’m really sporadic on FaceBook–another place where I can keep up with people I care about–because…right, I’m using up those efforts with the blog.
You can see where this is going.
Or maybe not!
Because I’m still going to blog, but I’m not going to do it on a deadline basis. No Monday/Wednesday clockwork posts! Just…whenever I feel like it. That might be once every two weeks or it might be once a month. I’m going to try it this way through the end of the year, just to see how much difference it makes.
Because I have the power to make a choice that’s not easy but is healthier!
So I hope this means I’ll be on FaceBook more often. And this is hardly fair, but because Patty of the utterly charming Write Horse feature is off at World competition this weekend with awesome Buckshot (!!), I haven’t had a chance to see how she’d like to handle things relative to this change. We’ll let you know about that!
In the meantime, because this wouldn’t be my blog without some dog fun, here’s Dart Beagle at agility practice last weekend, putting in some of his best agility runs to date. Good puppy!
(He’s just turned three years old, but I have a feeling he’ll be “puppy” until the end of his days. Head on over to FaceBook if you want to see the evidence of this from his weekend activity…)
On the first run, he missed taking the out-jump after the chute near the end, and you’ll see that I don’t mention it to him. I was asking him the question: “Are you ready to take responsibility for this combination?” and his answer was a completely, gleefully honest failure to even notice it.
Stopping him to re-do the sequence would have been demotivating and unfair. It’s my job to prepare him for such blind out-combinations, and asking him this question tells me he’s not ready yet. So now I support him with handling in courses until he is. 8)
The second course has some combinations that were really, really hard for him. I was so proud! PS the table is set about a bazillion inches too high for him. He likes it.