It’s been unusually quiet here in this internet house I’ve built.
It’s not that I don’t like you anymore.
It’s not you.
I’ve attempted to write different posts in the last few weeks that are more than just pictures of the Grub, but I just can’t bring myself to hit the “publish” button. No one likes a complainer and somehow each post seemed to take a whiny turn.
I’m exhausted, you see.
I’m out of words. School uses them all up, and I have little left for banter, witty or not, here.
I hope it’s not complaining, I hope it’s just a straightforward explanation of our current reality: we are tired. Not physically, as much, but emotionally and mentally.
One thing I know about myself is that I get irrationally emotional when I’m tired (proof: last night while emptying the wash machine I almost started weeping when I found a bra stretched out from getting wrapped around the agitator. It don’t make no sense, I just know it’s true).
Have no fear folks, we’ll be just fine. It’s not the end of the world. God takes incredible, faithful care of us, even if that bra got all wonky:). We have spring break next week, and we both hope to get a measure of rest as well as make some progress on some larger projects (ahem, thesis).
I just wanted to tell you we still think you’re great.