Lack of Substance

I admit it, I feel guilt for the time I spend reading and writing in front of this box on my desk. For the last few weeks, I've only posted a few times on my blog and have left minimal comments on your blogs because I'm reviewing my priorities. I realize, though, what a profound and positive effect blogging has had in my life since I began in February.

I've been able to meet, virtually and in person, many wonderful, honest, faith-filled women and mothers who have become my closest friends. I've been going to a local playgroup with online friends, allowing myself to have a good time while my kids play and meet new friends. (There's too many to link to right here, so just check my side-bar)

I've had a greater desire to get my home organized and get rid of excess. Many garbage bags full of old, broken, moldy, too small, too big items have been thrown out of my house lately.

I've tried to relax when it comes to letting my kids do more creative things like arts and craps and dress-up.  The eternal chain of paper is hanging up in the boys' room, and when I bought some Halloween costumes yesterday, I let the kids go ahead and wear them even though Halloween is two months away.

I've come to realize it's time to ask for help because my child is suffering. His doctor's appointment is in the middle of the month.

I've tried to be more patient with my children. After all, I only have three kids who will be leaving home before I know it.

I'm becoming a better homemaker by finding a routine I can keep.

I'm becoming more aware of the way I write, trying to use correct punctuation and grammar. I even bought the book and began reading it last night.

My good health has become more of a priority and I began an exercise program at least three times in a week. (Oh, and I've lost a few pounds too.)

Although I'm no expert in politics, religion, pop culture, parenting, world affairs, etc., I do have opinions, and It's becoming increasingly difficult to supress them in my efforts to not-offend you or detract others from my blog (or to conceal my ignorance). I have felt more free in expressing parts of my opinions in some comments or e-mails, but I'm feeling the need to speak up on my own territory. I doubt all my posts will be profound, but it's my goal to share greater substance in the future. Unfortunately for me, better quality does mean less quantity.

But now, I have a spinach salad to make for my dad's 60th b-day party tonight.