I'm working on a good post--honest.
But--damn.
The past several months at my job have turned me into one of the Undead...except without all the chi-chi parties someone like Lestat gets invited to.
So, with the vacation time that has so blessedly fallen into my lap, I've been taking it easy, sitting on my screen porch and listening to birds, spacing out, and not using my higher brain functions too terribly much. (My higher brain is sprained.)
I swear to you the post will appear next week, c. the 25th or 26th. Unless I'm dead, of course, rather than merely undead. By then I will have returned to East Podunk from my family visit to West Podunk, and will be perhaps even somewhat rested (though it is a family visit). I pledge to you, as a purveyor of only the highest quality bloggin', that I am doing all I can to rehabilitate my cerebrum: playing lots of Taipei, exercising, eating chocolate, reading spiritual autobiographies...I am about to start Expecting Adam by Martha Beck.
Bet you never thought you'd see product placements on WiHW...I'm also working on a capsule spiritual autobiography of my own that will be the sequel to the above-mentioned "good post." The good post that will appear next week.
Honest.
Give your soul (and its accessories) all the rest they need. I, too, have walked the path of the Undead. In those days I lived a mile from Carson Beach at Dorchester Bay, and spent many a "vacation" and "weekend" sitting on a bench and looking out to sea....
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