August is my least favorite month. Generally, because it's hot and long and not September, my favorite month of the year.
When I was younger, I used to think of August as the breakup month, because it always just seemed really difficult to get through with any given relationship intact. There's just something about August that's stagnant and fat.
I've been prioritizing and working and trying not to fill every moment with work and having to spend time on important things over other important things. And mostly living in that world where I just do what I can do and let that be enough...
But my inbox is full, and perhaps you may have noticed that this space does not contain a post about BlogHer? Which I would like to write, but which takes some dedicated time I haven't had.
And I have something every night this week.
Again.
But the BlogHer: It was fun.
I did manage to edit my pics and upload them to Flickr.
Better blogging to come, and if I owe you an email, I pray for your patience!
I hate that we didn't get to spend any time together - next year, dammit!
Posted by: Avitable | August 22, 2011 at 08:26 AM
Hey, it's a start!
Had such a great time and you were a wonderful roomie.
Posted by: Average Jane | August 23, 2011 at 04:49 PM
Avitable - It's because I was a total party pooper this year! I stopped by "Aiming Low" for just a brief moment, but for the most part, didn't really hit the parties.
Average Jane - Ditto! Ditto!
Posted by: lizriz | August 27, 2011 at 04:57 PM