I know there has been some concern around KC Bloggyville about my lack of posts and activity as of late. My friend, Red, even called me to make sure I was doing okay because she reads my blog to keep tabs on me, and it's uncharacteristic for me to be so quiet. You know me, I always have something to say.
I don't really have any one good excuse, other than life sucks right now (from my perspective). Maybe it is a case of the winter blahs and I should probably park my ass in front of a light source as soon as humanly possible. I have all these emotions in me that are screaming to come out, but I feel like I don't have anyone to talk to about it. In times like this, I usually pour out my heart and soul into my journal, which was ultimately substituted for this blog. However, this blog has become a double-edged sword for me as a lot of people who know me consistently read it, and a lot of what I am feeling right now is highly personal, and I'm just not up for broadcasting that part of my life right now.
And for icing on the cake, my little cat is sick again. She spent a couple days at the vet's office, came home to me somewhat fixed and perky, but now she is sliding back into the problems that made me take her to the vet in the first place. I know of the decision that lies before me, but that doesn't mean I am prepared to make it.
So, do not be alarmed by my silence. I'm just trying to get my shit together. I'm not abandoning my blog, but just taking a moment to collect my thoughts and try to figure stuff out. I should be back on, as regular as XO on a healthy regimen of prunes and apple juice, spewing forth enough anger and malice to make you think twice before going to the ER with a hangnail.