One year ago, I was taking an official break from all things blogging. No posting. No Twitter. No Instagram. No Pinterest. (All inspired by this.) And this self-imposed detox helped me break some really bad habits for a while. (Although, I began to compulsively check my email.) One year later, those habits are back with vengeance. I check Instagram compulsively and yet, I hardly ever post. I read all the blogs, and it has been nothing but crickets here. I haven't looked at Twitter in months. Months! Sad really because once upon a time, Twitter gave me such glee.
This fall, I started a new job (in administration) and signed up for college-level class. And it was all I could do to hang on. I stopped cooking and started buying Amy's again. I stopped looking for fun new exhibits to check out and stopped going to museums. Obviously, I stopped blogging too. I come from a long line of anxiety-prone people. Although my homework was minimal, I worried about it All. Week. Long. Lots of folks have talked about seasons in life. The past six months or so have not been a blogging season for me. Some day I'm hoping to wander back and post regularly again. In the meantime, I'll be cheering all of you on via Instagram, Pinterest, and such.
Cheers and Happy Christmas.
The Museum Scout