I can't seem to keep structure in my life.
Paleo went down the tubes. I'm getting back on track now.
I never ever did my chore list. ever. I don't think I even got through a week.
My morning to do is on the fridge...not motivating me. Not getting done.
Our apartment is a gigantic mess.
And I haven't baked in weeks (partly due to the heat...)
I haven't been to the Y in several months.
I have no structure here. How do I expect people (who don't know and like me) to stick around when I blog once a week about...???
So? what am I going to do about it?
I HAVE NO FLAPPING CLUE.
I'm really even feeling like I'm complaining about this. It's just a Fact.
I wanted to get the heck organised and in better shape before we start trying again. I had 6 months. I allowed myself some time for mourning.
Maybe it just took me 6 months to mourn?
But regardless of that, this seems to be a trend. You can pat me on the head and say it's ok to take 6 months. Alas, some of that would just be an excuse.
I've taken 6 months away from photography. I have no motivation since the miscarriage. NONE. I've *just* started to 'see' again. (I didn't take a single shot at Mooseman)
I suppose the first step is recognising. and heck, didn't it take me over a year last time? so, from April to now is a step up.