That first year out of college was still full of newness. Nothing felt settled or permanent, I knew my situation was temporary and I was anxiously waiting for whatever was coming next. For me that would mean a job change, and a move to a new city.
Now I have been in this no-longer-new job in a no-longer-unfamiliar city for 10 months and for now I am settled. I'm settled but I feel oh so restless. For so many years I have had something big on the horizon. Starting college, graduation, getting a job- experiences ripe with blog posting material. Now I am waiting, again, and I have lost my blogging enthusiasm.
I think this is the curse of winter. I am at work all day and when I come out of my office it is dark and the day is over, nothing to report. I could tell you what I wore to work, or how many emails I answered, or what I had for lunch but that hardly seems fair to y'all. I like my job and I like having a job because it allows me to live here and it's providing me opportunities to do (more fun) things in the future. I have a fabulous summer on the horizon and I am working my tushy off to get there. Saving vacation hours and working overtime so I can afford to do all that I want to do. Is it too early in the year to start talking about summer?
I find myself comparing my blog to others. Why can such and such a blog make the everyday run of the mill stuff sound exciting and I can't? Why would people want to read about what I did yesterday? Why don't I have a niche? Where oh where has my blogging passion gone?
Maybe this time just has to be experienced. Maybe there isn't a way to put it to words or document it with photographs. I need to simply enjoy the day to day and the rest will follow. I want to relish this simple time of routine and stop waiting for whatever is going to happen next.