I've been avoiding.
My mind is cluttered with posts, ideas, plans.
And yet I just can not write.
The kids are out of school and my family is reunited-which makes me endlessly happy.
But we haven't met people here yet. They are bored to tears and watching waaaaay too much tv.
I get tired of trying to cajole them to go do something just to get out of the house.
My laptop is the only consistently functioning computer at the house which means I'm sharing it with 5 people. Which means I pretty much NEVER get on it.
On the rare occasion that I do get to use it there is endless fighting, teasing, piano playing, requests for chocolate milk and snacks.
The constant noise is overwhelming. I can't complete a simple thought. If I hear "can I have the laptop next, mommy" one more time I just might poke out my eyeballs.
And my laptop is tethered to the breakfast bar-imprisoned by connections and plugs and gizmos required for internet access. There is no escaping the noise and distractions.
I miss it. I miss writing. I miss sitting in my comfy bed after the kids are asleep when the house is quiet and my thoughts are clear and I can pound away on the keyboard.