Man, I've been slack with my postings this month. March is normally one of my busiest months, writing-wise. But not this year.
To be fair, though, lots has been going on. Plus, the weather has been glorious and I've been determined to be out in it and enjoying it, rather than stuck to a laptop trying to type coherently. And why am I apologising anyway? It's not like we have a contract and I'm committed to providing you with a certain number of scribblings at certain times. And why am I wasting time writing about NOT doing my blog, while actually doing my blog for a change? Why aren't I just getting on with updating you and telling you how I am, instead of wasting both our times waffling on with excuses about why I haven't been writing before now?
March, also, seems to have passed by us in the blink of a hummingbird's eye. I know I've bored you before with my thoughts about time speeding up when the weather improves (probably on an annual basis) but it still amazes me when it happens. February felt like running a marathon through a bog while wearing a suit of armour; March has felt like sliding down a luge course on a buttered tray. Before you know it, Summer will be behind us and I'll be back in the throes of SAD.
Reading this one back, I'm thinking maybe it's a good thing that I haven't been blogging so much recently. Not exactly a riveting read, was it???
RC 28-3-22
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