It has been pointed out to me that this site is suffering from a paucity of recent posts.
This is something I am well aware of.
Problem is, I seem to have got myself into a bit of a can’t-be-arsed funk.
It started some weeks back: every year – for quite a while now – I have sent out, with my Christmas cards, one of those annoying round robin type newsletters… you know, the ones that people really hate. This year, I just couldn’t be bothered. But then, I thought to myself “C’mon, you’ve done this for years now. You’ve set a precedent. People expect it of you now. It’ll be fine once you get going.”
And so I sat, in my hotel room, in front of my laptop and stared at it for ten minutes, before thinking “Nope, can’t be arsed”. Instead, I put the kettle on and watched another episode of Dad’s Army.
The same has happened with other things: I haven’t done any Geocaching for ages; I don’t feel my enthusiasm for amateur radio has actually dwindled, but I don’t seem to be playing with it so much at the moment and I have several electronic projects languishing in a state of semi-built-ness. The new kitchen – which I said I would get finished straight after Christmas – looks very similar to how it looked before the festive break.
And, of course, this blog has suffered commensurately.
Not looking good for February, is it? At the moment, I think forward toward my self-imposed writing marathon, and all I feel is “Meh”. I really can’t see it happening. But then, maybe I need to force myself to do it. Certainly, in past years, it has re-kindled my enjoyment of writing crap for you both to read.