Poor September only had 8 blog entries. Looking at that makes me kind of sad. I've been hesitating lately. I'm not exactly sure when this feeling started to form. Lately I find myself second guessing everything I want to post. Yes, some thoughts should probably stay up in my brain. But some stories are funny and need to be shared. Like the time I took twenty pairs of socks and spelled out I <3 U on my Hubby's desk in my very own passive aggressive "here are your darn socks" note. Then again, some thoughts are interesting and I wonder if I am the only one wondering why there are so many characters under Disney named Max? So why am I not posting these thoughts?
Maybe it's the weather, or the Moon? The Moon gets blamed for a lot around here. I think I had the "Do I really want to write about THAT?" question too many times in September. Perhaps I was trying to be someone else. One of the cool kids? Maybe I didn't want to come off as the whiney chick who writes about whiney stuff? Who knows. I surely don't. But I have been putting some thought into why I'm not writing as much anymore.
I am working on fixing this situation.