Holy Cow!
Has it really been since Jan 31 that I last posted? I knew it had been a while, but still...
I've been suffering from a form of paralysis that I like to call "Stuck in the Middle of a Swinging Rope Bridge Syndrome".
I call it that because the first time I ever remember experiencing it was when I was a kid and literally stuck in the middle of a swinging bride.
My sister and I had walked out onto some kind of rope bridge. Where it was or why we were there are details that I've long ago forgotten.
All I remember is that we got out the the center of this bridge and it started to swing. Maybe the wind was blowing. Maybe some kids were jumping around to make it move. I don't know. All I know is that I was suddenly paralyzed, clutching the rope railing for all I was worth.
I literally could not move. I wanted off that bridge more than anything, but I couldn't loosen my grip. I couldn't move my feet. I remember thinking, quite seriously, that I would have to grow old and die on that bridge because I knew I'd never be able to let go.
I can't remember how I was rescued, but I must have gotten off somehow, since I'm not typing this from the middle of that bridge. :-)
All I remember about that day is being frozen in one spot.
That's how I've felt lately. Sort of overloaded and overwhelmed.
And when I get like that, I just sort of freeze up. Not unlike a computer that locks up when it's been given too many tasks. Or like a deer that finds itself centered in the beams of oncoming headlights. (Although, for the deer, the whole freezing strategy usually isn't the hot idea it's cracked up to be.)
But anyway, I'm slowly getting caught up. I'm trying to take one tiny step at a time. If I had to guess, I'll bet that's the same way I got off that bridge that day. One tiny step at a time.
I'm still horribly, embarrassingly behind on my email. I literally haven't opened my inbox in weeks and weeks. (It's sort of like a body hidden behind a brick wall....as long as I don't rip the wall down, I can pretend it's not there!)
If you've emailed me in the last few months you know that! :-) I've probably alienated everyone I've ever known by now. Akkkk!!! But I'll try to get caught up soon. As the old break-up line goes, "It's not you. It's me." Except this time, it really is me!
Here's a brief list of what's been going on:
* My daughter's little house was burglarized. Twice.
She wasn't hurt, but still, it's pretty frightening to know someone was in your house and going through your things.
I ended up going down there to stay with her for awhile and got pretty proficient at installing locks and alarms.
I also got to play Rambo...I was up a thousand times every night at the slightest sound, armed with my little pistol, just daring anyone to come in and hurt my baby.
I'm usually sort of a chicken, but hey, when it comes to my kids, I'll take on anyone. And for the record, if they had tried to take me on, I'd have won. Hands down.
(Note: Mr. Egg was working out of the country during this drama...he was making worried calls every morning and every night to see if I'd shot anyone!) :-)
*Preparing for a last minute and unexpected trip to Costa Rica! I leave in less than 2 weeks! Now, yes, this is a fun thing, but like any trip, there have been a thousand details to take care of...passports, dog sitting arrangements, pre-paying bills, the usual stuff.
*A dear friend asked me to take over writing an article that she was going to write as a favor to yet another friend. (Hope you could follow that.) It'll be a pretty involved, draining piece to write.
*Lots more mundane, run of the mill stuff, but I'll spare you the details...most of it is boring.
Anyway, I know I shouldn't let unexpected events take over while the rest of my life (which includes this blog) goes into lock-up mode. But I do anyway.
This post, however, is one tiny little step away from the center of the bridge. At least I'm moving!
