Hey. I'm back. I think.
I've been trying to write here for days; I have no less than three entries saved in my hard drive that I began and then couldn't finish for one reason or another. It is so easy to lose the thread of blogging when you don't do it for a while. I keep getting calls from people checking on me. They always remark that I'm not writing. Sometimes I don't know if this is a bad or good thing.
I did have the worst case of the flu that I've ever had in my life. I had fever, lost my voice, coughed, and was utterly devoid of energy for upwards of ten days. I think I'm still suffering the effects--I sleep a lot and will fall asleep any time I get too still, even now.
I don't suppose it's any wonder that I would contract such an illness considering all the upheaval in my life these last three months. No doubt, my defenses were down.
Still, I've managed to keep up a fairly brisk pace of fun when my energy level permits or when I just simply can't stand to be still any more. I've managed to brush up on my pool playing skills considerably, I got in some hiking before I went completely south with the flu, I've driven to NashVegas a few times and managed to see "Chicago" at the Carson Center.
I'm hoping to get back to blogging on my regular schedule now, but I know better than to make promises.
Because with me these days? You just never know.