I’ve been MIA from the blogosphere for a few weeks. Thanks to those who reached out to check up on me. That was very thoughtful and I appreciate it.
I wish I could claim I was off doing something worthwhile, dramatic, or even exciting. There has been no missionary work, no successful efforts to cure disease, solve world hunger or bring peace to the Middle East. Truth be told, my head has been stuck in kind of an unhappy place. The reasons are not that important but my little sojourn into gloominess proved to be a one-two punch for blogging. It stifles the muses and, when inspiration does strike, the results come out dark…. and not in a good way. Some of my favorite writers can take to a reader to a dark place and show them something humorous or, at least, essential, about the human experience. What I’ve worked on lately just reads like it was written by some cranky person feeling hostile and more-than-a-little self-pitying. At such times the “Publish” button is best left unused.
A couple nights ago a predicament arose that, while insignificant, gave me a good case of the giggles. That is usually a sign things are returning to normal. Having difficulty sleeping, I went out about 3:30 AM to take a dip in the pool. This is not unusual for me. It is quiet and cool and there is usually some good star gazing. Unfortunately, after last year’s burglary, I have taken to putting a wooden dowel in the track of the sliding glass doors that lead to the patio. When I pushed the door shut behind me the dowel fell into place locking me out of the house.
Always trying to follow the scouting admonition to “Be Prepared”, I keep a spare key hidden in the back yard. Unfortunately, using it requires climbing over a five-foot wall and going around to the front door to let myself in. This is not the ideal solution when I am wearing nothing but a towel and the blushing smile that accompanies such circumstances. Luckily, Harper’s Other Dad was a good sport and responded promptly to my rap, tap, tapping on our chamber door.
In any event, the clouds seem to be parting a bit. Summer has returned to Harper’s Valley. We’ve had our first couple 100*+ days. I’ve seen some good entertainment recently. I look forward to sharing my thoughts on them. There is the usual political craziness so I am sure there is a rant on the horizon. Sometimes all that is needed is some diversion and a few affirmations telling myself to ‘get over it’.