I’m busy doing a whole lot of nothing. It takes up a surprising amount of time. Within the nothing, I’ve painted the mudroom, done a bunch of exercising with the FitOn app (it’s awesome and free, though I did pay twenty or so dollars for the advanced options), and met my new orthopedic surgeons. They don’t think I need a hip replacement yet (yay!), but a different surgery. I was excited for seconds and will now be researching labral tears.
As for writing, I’ve got partially-down littering my desktop, but I’m finishing nothing. My heart is somewhat lacking. Family matters are taking up most of my time and energy, though listening to the audiobook on Classics I borrowed from the library makes me feel somewhat like I’m getting it done. I always wanted to study Classics, but my wardrobe wasn’t appropriate.
My heart may not be not fully in it, but absence still has the guilt is rising. January’s Bloganuary got me used to posting regularly again. Now I feel antsy if there’s not a “publish” button calling my name. Thank God for the re-blog. As a bonus, one can edit and polish once more.
I expect to be approaching content perfection around 2162. Until then, I guess I’ll keep mixing it up.