Nope, not dead. Nor have I relapsed, or dropped off the face of the earth. Sadly, I’ve been working myself stupid, and while trying to juggle 4 kids around that, and a VERY needy husband, blogging fell behind.
But not anymore.
I refuse to let this sickness take over everything in my life.
Honestly, since I’ve stopped writing like 3-4 (MONTHS!? WTF.) ago, I’ve fallen into a deep depression. And man, I haven’t felt like that in forever.
Just wanted to let you all know, big things are coming, and I’ll be back as soon as I can get my schedule somewhat unfucked.
Soon, my precious.
When your bed is the strongest magnet known to man, and your covers are made of rainbows and cupcakes.
Shoot me now. Or, go to my new blog at blacksheepchronicles.com, and subscribe via email!
Come chill for a minute and witness my middle life crisis, aka being a parent.
Goal oriented people are hard to come by… At least they were. My little black book… Er. Wait, my little black PLANNER can attest to that. I have an illness.
Check out blacksheepchronicles.com and subscribe via email, you won’t regret it.
Or maybe you will, but I bet some of you regret that piece of cake you ate in one bite last night, but you’re gonna do it again soon, aren’t ya? ARENT YA?!
Ahem. Anyways, enjoy!