i second that emotion

The problem with me ("just ONE?" the chorus sings) is that I make promises I can't follow through on. Redesign! Monkey bread! BIG news!

I'm in a bit of a creative hell hole. I only want to do creative things during that pesky time between, oh, 8am and noon. Which would be fine and dandy except I'm WORKING. On quite substantially NOT creative things. And by the time I get home and the kid goes to bed, I'm overwhelmed by my choices:

"Do I watch Glee?

Or do I update the blog?

Or do I read a book?

Or do I work on those essays?

Or do I edit some video?

Or do I scrap a couple of pages?

Or do I upload some pictures to Flickr?

And when am I going to catch up on Fringe?"

Which leads to "Fuck it. I'm taking a bath and reading my gigantic book*. Good night."

And that is why, when I update my blog from work, it's full of fun sounding things, and by the time I can sit down at my computer and actually, you know, SHARE those things, well, I just don't want to any more.

Tonight's not any different.

I've packed my suitcase. I've packed Emma's suitcase. Fred's packed his suitcase. We depart tomorrow morning at a stupid early hour.

Our sump pump has broken. And been fixed.

Our tires went flat. And are being replaced as I write.

Our will is waning. Also, as is often the case with me, I'm tired.

(The tire thing? Yeah. NOT a metaphor. Like, actual FLAT TIRES. Ha.)

But I will give you something. Not monkey bread. And definitely not a redesign. And probably not a platform migration (seriously, with the link updating? That's gonna take some time). Okay, TWO things:

1) RSS feed. Kind of. Subscribe to my Tumblr feed. It'll tell you when there's a new post here. It'll also share all of my Twitter posts (because I originally set it up as an archive for Twitter... and I'm too lazy to change it right now).

1.5) BONUS SOMETHING! Speaking of Twitter, behold: my husband

2) I got a job. Er, another job. A, uh, second job. At a library. Like, an honest to god library, with books and shit. It's not a librarian position, but I'm at the top of the list. And this library? It's real purty.

*1,074 pages. ONE THOUSAND AND SEVENTY FOUR. Oof.