My Life these days

The way I think has everything to do with the way I blog.
When I am writing frequently, I think of all my daily experiences in terms of a blog. Every thing is tweaked and phrased for comic effect or depth of impact. It's funny, because my conversations and observations almost happen, for me, in text. When I get out of the groove of writing, then it becomes very difficult to switch to that way of thinking.
When I am out of the habit, I'll sit and stare at the blinking cursor with no inspiration whatsoever. When that happens, my little life seems dreadfully uninteresting. Which is hard to imagine, because moment by moment, I find myself quite fascinated by all that's going on around me.

The past few days have been a steady stream of regular days. We're dominated by schoolwork, housework, and Tim's family. It's not a bad way of life, to tell you the truth.

The schoolwork is not so bad this year. The children both are well able to look over their list de jour, and complete the projects that need to be done. For myself, I just need to stay consistent with correcting what they do, and explaining what they do not understand.
Both of my boys have begun wrestling at the local middle school. It's a great thing for them, because it allows them to do the same sport, on the same team. I am seeing a new found camaraderie in them that I am appreciating very much. The whole matter of of men in Lycra rolling about on stinky mats is a concern I am keeping to myself.

The housework is not worth writing about. You have the very same projects, I am sure. I suppose there would be more effervescence and interest if I would actually do it. But, whatever.

And Tim? Love him. We are settling into that kind of regular interaction that couples find themselves consumed by. We get together most every day, and the drive between our homes is becoming inconvenient. This is why couples end up getting married. You thought sex would be the reason, but I think the quest to save on gas money might be equally motivating. Maybe not. There is something to be said about the realization that we only go home to sleep. Actually, I am home right now, and I am not sleeping, so perhaps we have a ways to go. When I'm only here to sleep and shower, then it's time to elope.

My sister is on her way over so we can pour over photos from this weekend's photo shoot. If there's good ones, I'll share later.
Enjoy the remainder of your Monday.