Blog Block, Be Gone

As of late, I’ve been experiencing a phenomenon which is well-known to me, and will henceforth be known as ”Blog Block.” Blog Block occurs when I get wrapped up in my life, feelings, stuff, to-do lists, daydreams, gripes, etc, in such a way that I feel stranded on my own mental carousel o’ crap and can’t seem to stop spinning around long enough to assemble a blog post on one or two of the many things banging around in my mind. It gets annoying, and so I am breaking the cycle today…

The summer is here (finally, Boston, with your torrential June downpours and fog clouds of doom!), and as always, the Accountant and I have found ourselves to be very busy. Each year, we swear it won’t happen, and then it does. If you would like to see us sometime soon, it’s too late. We’re booked. See you in mid-August (hopefully).

Now before we break out the tiny violins, I will say that most of the things we are “booked” with are wonderful, fun, summer activities. For example, for the 4th of July, we spent the weekend with some of my family in Newport, RI, which is a long standing family tradition that I love and enjoy whole-heartedly; this coming weekend, we are visiting the Accountant’s family, who we both love dearly and miss. So clearly, things could be worse. It’s just that having somewhere to be each and every weekend can get a little tiring, what with all the packing and unpacking, and trying to maintain some semblance of order in our home in between.

Some time ago, with our whirlwind summer schedule laid out in front of us, the Accountant and I vowed to take the coming weeks one engagement at a time, and remember to take time to breathe and sit on the back porch together, basking in our love and staring longingly into one another’s eyes (a favorite pasttime of ours, which I highly recommend).

Our porch view. Not bad, huh?

Even with the back porch breathing/sitting/basking, the mental carousel o’crap persists. I am packing and unpacking, I am planning and plotting and confirming times and squeezing in. I am checking check marks off of our Pre-Baby Making and Home Buying checklists (which look something like: 1. Deposit money into savings account 2. Deposit money into savings account 3. Deposit money into savings account – you get the idea). The Accountant and I are trailing each other around the apartment, picking up one another’s mess. I am budgeting. I am waiting (im)patiently for word from my employer on my status being changed from temp to regular employee. I am looking around the apartment seeing all the things that we are missing – We need new lamps for the bedroom! I wish I had something fabulous to put there!I am daydreaming about flea market shopping, but all of our Sundays are booked until August 16.  I am just now realizing that we may not get to a beach before mid-August…unacceptable. Etc, etc. Bla, bla, bla.

So that’s what’s going on with me.

Oh, just one final note – it appears that the Accountant and I missed running into none other than object of my crush and New Gay HeroRachel Maddow in Provincetown by mere days.

Life isn’t fair.

I’ll be back soon with more.  I promise. It’s on my to-do list.