I've mentioned it before, but life has got rather busy of late. Which is wonderful and brilliant and I like it a lot, but trying to find time to blog in and amongst the full time job, seeing friends, and making cake for various work celebrations, I'm starting to run low on time.
I went on a date with a guy once who told me that our days should be split into three lots of seven hours- one to be used for sleep, one to be used for work, and one to be used for enjoying oneself. The remaining three were to be used for whatever the hell we fancy- but when you work eight hours, commute for up to three, sleep for eight, and try to have a little bit of a social life, all of a sudden the time just sort of vanishes.
And when time vanishes, so does my inspiration.
The ironic thing is that this week's #lbloggers chat was all about inspiration, andI am currently suffering from a rather large lack of it. I don't know why- theoretically, being busy should give me lots of things to write about. But we all know what it's like- when we're having fun, we forget to take pictures or remember things to put in posts. And hey- what's interesting to me (time with my favourites) actually isn't all that interesting to the complete stranger sitting on their computer somewhere else in the world. So what do I write about? I have absolutely no idea.
So I'm trying to get my inspiration back. Will you bear with me while I hunt for it? And if you have any thoughts on things you'd like me to write about- feel more than welcome to pop them in the comments/ tweet me/ email me/ so on?