OK, so my blogging has been a tad slack recently. Actually, my blog has been ignored recently, and not just by me…but that’s another story.
There are several reasons for this sorry state of affairs, but here’s the reason that’s causing the most trouble:
I write another blog, for money.
No, it’s not one of those “I tried this miracle weight loss cure and lost 250 pounds in 6 weeks” blogs. It’s a crochet blog, and mostly what i write about is….well, not much of anything.
I have one blog post and I just repeat it over and over and over and over and you get the general idea. Here’s the post:
Here’s a crochet pattern. Here’s the yarn and hook you need. Here’s a video that shows you how to do it. If you liked this one, here’s a link to another one. Bye! Oh, and look at the pretty pictures.
That’s it. I’m supposed to be doing this for about 20 hours per week but it doesn’t take that long to write the same post 8 times and change the links. I’ve already written the posts for this week. Five of them are about, ahem, flip-flops. Yep, how to crochet around the bands of flip-flops, five different ways.
There’s a link to the crochet blog on this page. Click it, I dare you!
At least the blog is written using WordPress, just like this one, so I haven’t forgotten how to blog. There’s another one that I write for the same company that’s over on Blogger.com. I hate that site. It’s not as user-friendly as this one and I don’t spend a lot of time over there so I’m always forgetting how to do things. Whatever.
So, what is really going on right now is that I’m moving toward full-blown panic. Alecto and Cletus and Kate and I are going to Mudderella in Virginia in September. I am in no way, shape or form able to do this. I started walking every day around Memorial Day and was up to 3 miles a day. Then Wubby got sick and I took him to the doctor and he shared his germs with me. It took about 48 hours for the virus to hit. Hard. Acute bronchitis. And after about five days Hubby caught it too. Kate has remained as far away from us as possible and has so far been unscathed. But it’s a nasty, mean virus.
It’s been 2 weeks and Kate and I went for a walk this morning. 1.5 miles, through Old Salem. And I didn’t cough up a lung and I didn’t die, which is a good thing. Because on Thursday Hubby and I are going camping for the weekend and have a 4 mile uphill hike planned.
Hopefully I can get back on track with the training thing. I’m not sure I will be able to run 5 miles and jump through hoops come September. But I can walk 5 miles fast and see how many hoops I can jump through.
And as long as we’re talking about getting back on track, I really should spend more time here because it’s therapeutic and I definitely need some therapy and this therapy is cheap, as in, free. Free is good, I like free.
I’ve learned that good blog posts have pretty pictures on them. This post needs a pretty picture.
I’m going hiking here soon, not this weekend but soon.