Lacking

I haven't posted in a while. I wish I could say it was because I was off doing something amazingly fun, celebrating the 24th, going on vacation, and that there would be lots of pictures of our awesome adventures forthcoming.

But that would be a lie.

For the 24th of July we did. . . absolutely nothing. No, wait! I made a pound cake. A Pioneer Pound Cake. And it was delicious, maybe even worth having a hot house from keeping the oven on for over an hour. But Clark didn't have the day off work, we didn't go see any parades, no fireworks. Just a boring old day. In fact, probably worse than a boring day, as I was sick, and by the end of the day I had a bit of a meltdown. And who blogs about meltdowns?

Ok, I guess I just did. Whatever.

I swear, I have a point.

And that is: Sorry for the lack of blogging. I've got nothing. We are going out of town this weekend (for a fabulous wedding), so maybe after that I'll have a tale or two. But it's highly unlikely that you'll get a post before then.

Unless you can think of anything I should blog about.

"Oh, the wind is lashing lustily!"

It is rather blustery today. In fact, I don't think rather blustery quite cuts it. It's extremely windy. I've just been sitting in our study, working away, so I really haven't noticed it much. Until the wind started blowing the blinds around like crazy. Then I closed the windows. And just now I got up, went into our bedroom, and noticed that it's raining. Well, it's sprinkling. But the wind has cause all those little sprinkles to land on our bedroom window. It's one wet window. And I swear the tree outside of our apartment is going to break a few branches, this is quite the wind.

Wow, how sad that my blog has become a weather log? What would you call that, a Wlog? A Rlog? A Therlog? Oh, I know what you'd call it: Boring.

Really Bored.

I went to the doctor this morning, and it took quite a bit longer than I had anticipated. As such, I having been working non-stop all afternoon. I realize that I have it good, I don't have to work more than about 4 hours a day, and usually I work about an hour or so, and then take a lengthy break. But alas, not today. And I am. . . .so. . . . bored. . . .and my arm is falling asleep. I think we need a new desk. Sorry I have nothing exciting to say, but I needed at least 1 minute of relief. Ok, back to work.

"That's very boring."

I've discovered that my blog has become pretty boring. I am just having a hard time coming up with things to post, which is funny because it's not like exotic things were happening in my life last month, I just seemed to pick up on different things. And I think I've figured out the problem. I work from home, and my job is very boring. Very boring. I mean really really boring. I can't complain because I get paid pretty well to do it, but it is really mindless work. Data updating. I do a lot of cutting and pasting to find things and then change them. I'm glad it's only part time, because I think I would go absolutely crazy if I had to do this 40 hours per week. Anyway, there is just something about filling your time with tedium that sucks all the creative juices out of you. Or at least that is how it works for me. Because, really, I do see funny things from time to time. I read the paper, I go to the store, I have a walking buddy, I'm doing stuff. But by the time I've finished working for the day, it's all left me and all I can think of is, "Today I updated 84 records! And I saw one from Bulgaria!" And nobody wants to hear about that. I don't even want to hear about that. So, sorry about the lack of excitement here. I've made a goal to improve that.

Maybe I need a snarfblat to get me going (that is in reference to the title).