Coming to an end.

There is nothing like a quiet house, with my children asleep, to make me stop and think about what I need to do differently in the up coming days, weeks, maybe even months.

I'm scaling back. I have had to find twenty "extra" hours in my week for my work from home position, which I may add, there is no such thing. "Extra hours" ? You've got to be kidding me! I have to let some things go, in order to keep other things done, and I've decided to let blogging slide to the bottom of the pile. I need to read less, comment less, and every time I open my google reader, I feel myself start to sigh. There just isn't the time.

And realistically, working again, planning another pregnancy, trying to maintain a household, raising my children in a way they deserve - there just isn't the time in my day to do it all.

And. I've run out of things to say. Can't beat a dead horse, and I'm sure it's not interesting reading about one either. The most meaningful connections I have made here is when blogging has lead to a one on one - taken out of internet land - friendship. THAT is what I need. It's time for me to focus on what I can get out of life, that is tangible. I need to move past the computer screen.

That's not to say I won't post. Maybe a lot, maybe less. I have no idea. Blogging with no strings attached. That, to me, sounds like a great plan. I think more then anything I'll read less, and put my efforts into the more solid connections I've made. That is what my heart needs, that's what I search for. More love in my life. Less time spent on fruitless endeavors. I want the real, the solid, the touch-able, and meaningful relationships in my life to grow - putting time and effort in to those things, not into the latter.

Take it or leave it, I guess you could say. I'm finding it just may be too hard to explain.

This is where to reach me ~ abnmln@gmail.com