Well. This is awkward.
You may have noticed that last week’s post… didn’t happen. Or maybe you didn’t notice, which honestly makes me feel a little better (and a little worse). Either way, here we are, sitting in the middle of my conspicuously blank blogging schedule like it’s the elephant in the room. Let’s call it “The Week That Got Away.”
What happened, you ask? Oh, you know, stuff. Important stuff. Vital, life-altering, couldn’t-wait-a-second-longer stuff. Like trying to untangle the cords behind my desk. Or alphabetizing my spice rack. Did you know I had two containers of paprika? Neither did I, but now I do, and I’m paprika-rich, so that’s something.
But honestly, skipping last week wasn’t planned. I’d love to tell you it was because I was off doing something glamorous, like starring in a local lip-sync battle or finally mastering that tricky sourdough bread recipe. But the truth is, I blinked, and somehow, an entire week just… disappeared. Evaporated really. It’s like that moment when you open the fridge, see the leftovers you swore you’d eat, and realize they’ve evolved into an unholy science project. Time just got away from me, okay?
To be fair, it wasn’t a lazy week—it was the busiest week “off” I’ve had in a long time. We rebuilt the pantry, put up the outside Christmas decorations, assembled furniture, and even started working on our son’s future bedroom and moving him out of the nursery. By the time Tuesday rolled around, going back to work actually felt like a bit of a vacation. Who knew endlessly chasing after dogs and cats could seem relaxing after you’ve been wrangling stray Allen wrenches and an endless stream of Christmas lights? (Hint: not me! Also… not really.)
Now, let’s talk about how I’m going to make it up to you. I’ve got big plans for this week’s content. Earth-shattering, mind-blowing stuff. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you’ll probably wonder why you keep reading this blog—but in the good way, I promise.
So, thank you for sticking around despite my little oops moment. Here’s to consistency (or at least trying really hard) and to all of us accepting that sometimes, life throws you a paprika-laced curveball.
Until next week (no, really, I mean it this time).
The CJBuzz 