The Long Hiatus

It’s been since Christmas since you’ve heard from me!

And I’d love to say that I was on some intense sabbatical where I found my inner self—the one that’s been hidden in x number of pounds since slightly before the conception of my son—but sadly that’s not the case. It seems that I took my winter break laziness right into the new year.

Well, that’s not entirely true. I actually started off the year on a pretty positive note. And while I may go into greater detail on each of these points later, I’ll just do a brief whirlwind synopsis for right now to let you know I have been busy and dare I say it, even productive.

So I'm back, after yet another lengthy hiatus. I actually debated calling this journal hiati, but I first confused the spelling with the island of Haiti, and then I found out that thanks to the marvel of modern American English, there is no cool -us to -i suffix for hiatus like there is for syllabus or incubus.

So here's what I've been up to since we last spoke.

Hot Yoga: the official title for this form of Yoga is Bikram. The unofficial title is Sweat in All Your Crevices Before You’ve Even Moved. This is how I chose to start the first week of the new year.

The Year of Yes by Shonda Rhimes: phenomenal book by a realist who happens to create shows that emotionally wreck your soul. I also bought the accompanying journal and filled it out for approximately 2 weeks.

Content Writing: winter break was a great time to do some serious content writing—one of which lasted until 3am.

Reviewing my own book: Inspired by Shonda, I spent two weeks every evening looking at my own writing and deciding I liked it.

Chauffeuring Dad to his medical appointments and visiting him at the nursing. The life of a caregiver. Some grim realities are setting in.

A brainwashed obsession with the Twilight saga. This probably merits immediate explanation, but it will have to wait until the next blog.

Back to teaching of course. While I have less of a load, I did pick up an extra one.

And I know what you’re thinking: I’m giving you all these teasers and have no intention of following up with any of them. Well, you’re wrong. I always have intention.

I just suck at execution.

But I’m trying to remain inspired. We shall see.