A couple of days ago, Michael Hyatt published a delightful little piece entitled, "Why I Stopped Reading Your Blog". It was then that I realized that I am guilty. Guilty as sin. Horribly guilty and worthy of some form of internet based punishment beyond the fall in rankings, beyond the tsk tsking of Google analytics.
I am sorry dear friends. For life got the best of me. Yet here I sit. Before the keyboard. In a panic. The next few months will be some of the most challenging in my life as I prepare a graduate thesis atop a full course load, applications for new programs, then packing and life making. It is my hope that in time, I will again be able to provide you useless, snarky criticisms of virtual life. Because you know, we all need more elucidation in our world. (See how I used the big word? Aren't you proud?)
In the meantime, I'm off to find some floaties and learn to float in the pool of life. Swimming comes later - let's not get ahead of ourselves here.
I leave you with a favourite clip from a favourite movie that summarizes exactly where I am. Daily. Hourly. By the minute. Enjoy!