Told You

I haven't blogged in a week. I think that's a record for me.   I usually always have something to say or a story to tell. But I told you. I get the January Blues, and I do get them pretty bad. And even though I've had tons of things going on and even though I've been super busy--deep down inside, there is a melancholy feeling that grips me each and every morning.

I have been puzzled for years about this blueness. I wonder why, even when I am busier than ever, I am saddled with this? I love Winter and snow. I have plans galore. I am in a great Bible study. And yet...almost every morning that I wake up in January--I feel blue.

I refuse to call it what it most likely is.  Most likely, it is short-term depression brought about by the fact that the holiday adrenaline rush is over.  The frenzied shopping, the meal planning, the grandkid seeing, the wrapping of gifts--it's over for an entire year. And I hate that. So each morning I wake up to the realization that Christmas is not for another year. Sad. I'm sad.

It's true. I haven't written for an entire week. I'm trying hard to think of stories from my past to write about. I want my children and grandchildren to have this blog to refer to long after I am gone. And yet...even though I sit and ponder those stories, I don't have the drive to write about them.

I'll be patient, though. I'll wait until the mood strikes me, kind of like now--as I sit here and write about not writing. That's the dumbest thing I've ever said. Or written. Oh well. I told you. And now I'm going to pin on Pinterest. If you don't know, don't ask. It's my newest addiction. At least I'm honest.