I've been doing some thinking lately. A lot of thinking. About what this blog means to me. I've been writing here for over a year now, and when I first started I thought it would be something different. It's moved in a direction I wasn't expecting, and I'm not really sure what to think of that.

If anyone recalls -- or cares -- from my resolutions I listed at the beginning of the year, I wanted to participate in NaBloPoMo this year. That would have meant writing a post every day during the month of November. Obviously, I didn't do that. I called it quits on that particular resolution long before the month of November approached. With four full time kids to tend to now, I simply don't have the time anymore.

So during November, and even a bit during October, I enforced the opposite position on myself: I stayed away from my blog. That little "sabbatical" gave me time to reflect on what I'm getting out of this. And I found that I felt much better about my blog when I wasn't forcing myself to write on it. I know, I know...anyone could have told me that.

But what I'm really trying to say is that I enjoyed not writing on my blog. So what does that mean? I don't know...Because I do enjoy writing here, while also not writing here. So I think the conclusion is I will be writing here less. Only when I feel I have something to say. Scratch that...When I have the time to share my thoughts. Because now my time belongs to four little munchkins.

This isn't a swan song, so check back when you feel like it. I do want to keep writing, and I still have plenty of thoughts to share. We'll see where this goes from here. Until next time...