Life gets busy.
Sometimes priorities shift. More often for me when life get really crazed, the things that drop off my list are things that I love. I muster through and get all the important things done. But do I write my blog? Do I read books? (Well, I do read books, but they take weeks to finish when I read one chapter a day.)
I’m taking the time back. And I’m writing again.
It makes me feel like me.
When I first started blogging, I had lots of stories about my kids. I can’t do that anymore. They’re teenagers and trust me – they don’t want to see cute stories about them on my blog. Seriously.
To get back in the swing of things, I thought I’d pick one thing I really like and write about it.
I like pencils.
Sure, I like a good pen or marker once in a while. But the lack of permanency of writing in pencil is comforting to me. I like that I have to care for my pencils and keep them sharp. (I have an electric sharpener right by my phone. It’s well-used.)
I just counted 18 pencils in my holder. One writes blue, another red. The rest are regular pencils of varying heights. All except 2 have perfect erasers.
That doesn’t mean I don’t erase! I have some beloved erasers in my left desk drawer. My favorite? A kneaded eraser that I’ve had for years. Works great for stress-relief, too.
Maybe tomorrow, I’ll write about my Sharpies. I do love Sharpies.