I have been meaning to update for at least a week, maybe five or six but I’ve had trouble finding what to write about. Now this has nothing to do with writer’s block but has more to do with the fact that I am heavily censored (it’s basically China around here)(but with less yummy food). You see, I am a sharer and left to my own volition, I would talk about everything, but Jacob is very private and as such there are many things that he doesn’t want me discussing with the many, many tens of people who read my blog.
Of course, I also can't talk about work, not just because I’m not there right now, but because of privilege (and because I don’t want my colleagues to hate me)(does assuming they don’t already hate me make me super-conceited?). I can't talk about my neighbours, because Jacob thinks that they are bound to find out (and also because they are so wonderful, it would be nothing more than a love poem). I can't talk about Jacob, because he's already an egomaniac (slash super-private, Supra) and I can't talk about my parents and siblings because despite the apparent and immediate advantages, I suspect that being disowned might have a downside in the long term.
My other issue is of course the time factor – being at home with my kid means that I have a lot less time to myself. Whereas I have a pretty good amount of “me time” when I am working and have a regular lunch hour and (let’s face it) slow days at the office, at home my only “me time” takes place when Mr. Baby is sleeping. In fairness, he is a great napper, so I do have free time during the day, it just depends on whether I want to spend that time blogging or if I prefer to engage in one of my other glamorous hobbies like showering and making dinner (that’s right, if there is a blog entry posted on any given day, it’s fair to assume that I have dirty hair and /or a husband who will be getting Subway for supper*)
Of course I do have more free time in the evenings now that So You Think You Can Dance and the Bachelorette have ended for the season (yes, I watch the Bachelorette - I'm not sure why I love it so - perhaps it's because of my quickly-diminishing store of working brain cells (see previous post) or maybe it's Schadenfreude (sure, MY husband's annoying but at least he doesn't play the guitar/cheat/tell me how beautiful I am) or perhaps it's just because it's good for my self-esteem (those women might have perfect giant breasts, but none of them know how to use a possessive pronoun and EVERYONE knows that bad grammar cancels out a perfect body in the eyes of all men). Anyway, the point being that I plan to get some serious writing in before the fall shows start again. Really. I just have to find something to write about that isn’t related to my life, my husband’s life, my extended family, my neighbours or my job. Don’t worry though – I’m sure you will love my next series of blog posts, titled “Maddy. An Insider’s Look at how My Kitty Spends Her Days”.
*Before you call my mom, please note that I would never feed Mr. B. Subway—I make and freeze his meals in advance-- it’s just Jacob who gets to choose between honey mustard and regular this evening.
