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Why I’m Not Reading Your Blog

Posted Jul 11 2013 12:13am

It’s not you. It’s me.

I’m pretty sure the day I really stopped reading was the day I packed up the last of my classroom [slash]office and locked the door on my elementary school teaching career.

yes, i took the stapler.

But it started to wane before then, I know.

It’s just…well…how do I say this?

I’ve had better different other things to do.

Like moving. House-sitting . Being semi-homeless.

but always with a well-stocked kitchen.

Road-tripping and traveling.

with snacks. obviously.

Wisconsin, not just once , but twice .

Reading.

Books.

And more books.

(Mostly.)

Messing around in the kitchen.

literally.

Sometimes successfully.

Sometimes not (quite).

candied basil + mint WILL happen. with less egg wash.

Taking seemingly every class at the gym.

In between Best Body Boot Camp circuits.

And perfecting my cornhole game.

Farmers markets.

Cook-outs.

Lunch with mentors.

Dinners with friends.

Wine-tasting.

Gelato.

Fro-yo.

Suits: Season Two.

Lots and lots of coffee.

[And  I do mean lots.]

Taking up residence--in fact–at the local coffee shop.

Remember that whole PhD  thing ?

(gratuitous promotion of stephen kellogg's solo album)

Studying.

Writing.

Stopping to smell the flowers.

(Or at least take pictures of them.)

Eating peaches.

And berries.

And melon.

Just.

I don’t know.

Living.

we may be smart, but we can't keep our eyes open.

So, although I am still writing,  I might not be reading your blog.

And that means you probably will stop reading mine.

But it’s cool.

I’ll forgive you.

Like I’m sure you forgive me.

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