Being a Treat

I've learned a lesson. That lesson is that even if what I write may be boring as hell (although hell would probably be pretty dang interesting), there may be people who depend on me writing something, anything (boring as it may be) each and every day.

I realize this because ms. Write Again Soon has not updated in a few days and it is really annoying. Hers is one of the sites I absent-mindedly type into my browser when I am ready for a break.

Interestingly, although I read a higher percentage (100%) of her posts than I do of the blogs that I am subscribed to, I don't subscribe to her blog with RSS. Probably because I like to save it as a treat - like the chocolate for desert. Half of the joy is typing in the URL and holding my breath to see if she has updated.

There are two other blogs that I read religiously but don't subscribe to as well. I never thought about why until now.

I can only hope that someone out there sitting in office-land feels the same way about my blog. And I don't want to let them down. So from now, even if it is just five minutes, I will try to write some kind of crap every day that I have access to the computer.

Which brings up another topic. This summer I will have 59 days with NO internet or phone access.

I can't wait.

When I began to think about it, I realized that it will be the longest that Tomoe and I have been apart. Sure, for three or more of the eight years of our relationship we have lived in different cities, sometimes halfway or fullway across the globe, but even then we had phone, email, and chat. This will be two months where the only communication will be by paper and pen - and two week delivery times.

Dang exciting it is.