I remember a time when blogging was necessary.  As in, if I didn’t post for two whole days, I had to write something, anything, immediately.  As in, I checked my stats at least three times an hour a day, desperately hoping someone left a comment or at least clicked the “like” button (seriously, how hard is it to click that button?  It takes, what, half a second?)  As in, I jotted down notes for future blog posts, started a gazillion drafts, and worked on posts for hours.

Those were the good ol’ days.

Before life got in the way.

Now, sure, I still had five kids when I started Momfog in January 2011.  But I was home.  I got them up and dressed, and put them on a school bus.  Then I had the whole day to write, write, write.  And then, the awfulness happened, and I had to get a “real” job.  Boo!  Hiss!

Now, I get up at the butt-crack of dawn, dress the kids and myself (no more driving them to the bus stop in my PJs– again, Boo!  Hiss!), drive 30 minutes to school and work, work my tail off, pick up the kids, drive the 30 minutes back home, cook dinner, get them ready for bed, do a load (or 12) of laundry, and then it’s 10:00.  I’m exhausted, brain-dead, incoherent, hurting, and not in the mood to do anything but play stupid FB games or watch television.

I don’t even look at my blog every day.  Sometimes, I don’t look at it for several days.  It doesn’t matter.  There’s nothing to see.  No posts=no comments, no “likes,” no anything.

I still piddle around in the wordpress.com forums.  I still participate in link-ups, digging deep into the archives when I actually had something to say.  Sometimes it was even entertaining.  I get a few comments and it’s great.  But I miss the “regulars.”  The people I depended on in the heyday of my little blog for comments, encouragement, and conversation.  You know who you are, and I want you to know I miss you terribly.

I also miss when I could read these very special peoples’ blogs.  I don’t have time for that anymore, either.  My inbox has something like 550+ unread messages.  My inbox looks like that a lot– until I finally come to grips with the fact that I’m never going to catch  up on those unread posts and I delete them.  And it pains me to do that.

You guys deserve better.  Because you, with your lives as busy (or more so) than mine, have found the time to blog on and I’ve flaked.  I’m not going to promise I’ll do better.  I won’t.  Not any time soon, anyway.  I just want you to know that I admire your tenacity.  That I envy you.

That I miss the Good Ol’ Days.

Looking on the bright side, school (and my illustrious job as lunch lady) ends on May 18.  Then it’s 12 glorious weeks of blog writing and blog reading.  Hopefully in my PJs.  I might post something every day.  Seriously, you’ll be sick of me.  I can’t wait to get on your nerves.  Again.