I’m back.
And apparently perpetually behind on life.
“Life” apparently means: sending out birthday cards, cleaning my apartment, blogging, going to the gym, catching up with friends, finding a new hair product that makes my hair behave . . . you know . . . life.
*sigh*
I’m working on it. Like everyone else on the planet.
Luckily, I have kind friends who remind me every now and again that since I’m behind on everything (not what they remind me of), and I’m not blogging, and we can’t seem to connect on the phone, they have no idea what’s going on in my life.
I know.
I’m sorry.
I have no excuses.
I was going to list off some of the things that I HAVE accomplished recently, but very few things have come to mind. I’m sure that’s the glass-half-empty tendency and high expectations for myself that I have.
I mean . . . surely I’ve accomplished SOMETHING.
I did get up and shower and go to work today. I even braided my hair (because aforementioned hair products are not providing me with the curl I desire).
But enough whining. That’s not what this post was going to be about. And so I’m just going to skip over that part entirely and move on.
Hi.
I’ve spent the last couple of hours attacking one of the craft tables that is currently taking over my living room. It’s been piled high with a multitude of craft projects, junk mail, too many magazines I haven’t read and those damn scratch-off coupon/game/things from the grocery store that are now expired. I’m able to see portions of the actual table, so I’m making progress, but it’s not usable yet. Though I’m confident it will be by the end of the week. [And then I’ll tackle that OTHER craft table that I put up in December to help a friend with a craft project. And is still here today.]
Anyway, while sorting and recycling and organizing, I was also thinking about a blog post that a friend tweeted recently. (Thanks VKR!)It’s about a woman who has decided to revive the art of letter-writing– and has devoted the month of February to writing people she knows – and sending them letters – IN THE MAIL. [Imagine that!]
It seemed like a cool project, but as many who know me know, I have enough damn projects to keep me occupied well into my 90’s. However, as I was sorting through all the card-making and scrapbooking supplies, it dawned on me that I have sent very few cards lately. [Lately being defined as at least the past year].
I used to send postcards to friends and family when I travelled – now I sometimes buy them, and I’m still carrying them around, thinking I’ll get around to it.
I also used to send a note or card ‘just because’ or to celebrate a holiday, or when someone needed a motivational pick-me-up. Love via the post office, if you will. And this piece of my life has been an epic fail. I’ve been great about giving out birthday cards to my staff, but I’m afraid that the rest of the people in my life have fallen off the radar. And I’d like to remedy that. Putting a card in the mail for someone, knowing how nice it is to get mail-that-isn’t-a-bill, it’s pretty great.
And so, for the month of March, I’m going to write to one person each day. If you would like to be a recipient of some snazzy mail, send me a message – either by facebook or email. If you don’t think I have it, include your address. It will help the post office figure out where you live. :) Help me get back to being me. Maybe we'll become penpals.
p.s. Do you know how hard it is to take a picture of a card that has a picture on it? With a camera phone? Why must something so seemingly simple turn out to be such a challenge?
p.p.s. I apologize for the ridiculously outdated background on the blog. It's clearly been awhile. It will get changed. Eventually. But isn't a new post better than new wallpaper? That's what I thought.
