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Bloggers slump

I've never been the type of blogger who logs in at the end of each day and summarizes the events of my day. Well first of all, that would require me actually blogging everyday which try as I may, seems to be impossible for me. Second of all, I feel like my days aren't interesting enough to share what I do each day. It would look something like this:

Drove to work, got stuck in traffic, was the victim of road rage, someone else was the victim of my road rage, worked, drove home from work, got stuck in traffic, was the victim of road rage, someone else was the victim of my road rage, got home, husband dragged me to the gym, came home, cooked dinner, went to bed. Repeat. Pretty lame, huh?

So I usually only write when I'm feeling "witty" or have something funny or self-depricating to share with you. Lately, I've had zero inspiration for blogging. Don't get me wrong, there is ALWAYS something I can make fun of myself about, but I just haven't been able to articulate any of that lately. This, my friends, is what we call a bloggers slump.

But because I'm feeling guilty about the fact that I haven't blogged in over a week and that I haven't kept up with ANY of my blogging goals and resolutions, I am going to try a blog entry, with no real storyline or goals in mind. I will simply start typing about my week, my weeekend, my day or even my afternoon today and just see where it takes me. Wow, this is stepping WAY outside of my comfort zone. Here goes nothing...

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Ericabee said…
I've been feeling EXACTLY the same way. I haven't felt like I've had any inspiration. No new ideas or stories either..just blah. I blame it on the weather and being ridiculously busy at work and then too tired when I get home to do anything. Last night, I seriously considered blogging about the nail polish I just bought (bird bath blue) just for the sake of blogging. And when I asked Greg what I should write about he shrugged and said "the deficit?"

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