What you don't use...

Here's a random post about nothing, really. I know every blog has one of these posts every once in a while. It seems pointless to write about nothing, but as a writer, I know that sometimes writing nothing can turn into something. It's just the process of getting your brain out of sludge mode. The holiday season can be an introspective time of year, but this year with the baby, I find little time to even sit down on the couch and catch up on my reading. Here I am right now with her next to me, my trusty sidekick and honestly, I'd have it no other way. Spending time with her is better than writing or reading. Again, like a broken record, my family is everything to me.

Every year, it gets harder to buy things for people. That's how blessed we are. We have so much stuff that nobody knows what to get. We've resorted to the gift card for the kids because they are running out of room for presents. What an overindulgent life! I feel simultaneously blessed and guilty. 'Tis the time of year for that good ol' guilty feeling.

Ok, ultimately, it appears that my typing nothing really amounted to nothing. Did it spawn introspection? Did it get the sludge moving? I'll tell you after my morning coffee.