Behind My Behind~

Sitting here blank faced trying to get past the blurred eyesight I am experiencing while reading my New Mail folder I realize that being behind is something at times that must just be given into.

Being Behind my own already “BEHIND  LIST TO DO” is a daunting feeling. Especially if, and when it comes to the use of words in my world. As a writer I of course believe that what I want to read is a need, and that what I want to write, to comment on or say is a must. Whose must I am not certain but there you be.  So being behind on the Blogs I follow and on comments from other bloggers on my own blog’s, and even emails is unnerving for me. Something that is causing me great frustration because I am realizing I am unable to go back these past few days I was away to now catch up. It’s not a possibility for me. I cannot choose who to read, and who not to.  All comments I will respond to, no matter the time it may take me. And it’s not quite the same thing I am looking for. I am wanting to read what you have new to say. I miss it.

 For me today has been;  How in the world will I ever catch up on over the couple dozen blogs I try to read on a regular basis?  Some of these bloggers do not even blog every day, which normally gives me pause. But it just so happens that has not been the case these last several days.

Between blogs I want to read, awards and tags I want to acknowledge beyond the mere thanking the person who recognized me, my own posts that I have in the works, (three of them) emails, snail mail *yes I snail mail)  I am more than behind on “Behind My Behind” List than ever.

The real point to this post, aside from idle chatter from a really weary traveling shopper, is that I want you all to know I am not by cruel or neglectful intentions missing your blog. If you have posted in the last several days belive me when I say I want to read your blog. I hate not knowing what is going on with you, or that I may have missed out on something going on in your life. This is true for my non-blogging family and friends as well who are also my faithful followers. I miss you all and  I am going to be caught up soon. It has taken me a couple of days to start restoring my spoon inventory and now that they are being restored I will be able to start catching up as well.

You that touch my life with your words and postings, are my true stats. So I will continue to not pay attention to any kind of numbers, good or bad, and carry forward from the support and courage I receive through your very own comments. Those which make my days and continue to inspire and create some of my own random thoughts .~

In the mean time let me say:

“Thank you for your devotion and patience this week.”

©tjhelser 2012

9 thoughts on “Behind My Behind~

  1. I can’t IMAGINE not paring down comments at intervals throughout the day. When I don’t, I’m overwhelmed and want to rip out my hair. It truly is a conundrum. I hit a wall a few weeks ago(300 e-mails and that was before last week’s WP fiasco) and the only thing I could do was to apologize and try to answer the people who left comments.

    Don’t be too hard on yourself. We’ve all been there and understand.

    • Isn’t it amazing how we all tend to get ourselves in this same fix? I adore this community and have missed you all more than I can say. Jumping back into my saddle and finding you here in yours helps to make my world feel complete. I find it kind of amazing that building bonds with those I will never meet personally seems to matter none.
      I’ve made the chioce that there are some of my blogging friends who I need to spend time with here on a regular basis, like you. Others I know not as well I shall visit only when time allows. I shall not apologize for this, and find saying No is not as hard as it might have been had I not known that others struggle with this as well.
      I think there must be something in the air. Yes?

    • I’m just hoping Jules I am not going to be one of the forgotten ones with you. AI worry only about this core of mine. amy tribe, my troop. zI need you all to still rally around me. Is that selfish?

  2. I just may borrow this blog for next week since I’ll be off line for four days myself!! Take your time and don’t worry about catching up on mine!!!

    • Good Grief Cee am I too late or what? I know classes are going well because I can feel it. I know too that by the time you and Chris have had dinner and make it home you are one done in girl. You should be you have earned it!

      You know my dear friend you can copy, take, borrow, have anything of mine. For someone who expends the parts of herself that she does in hopes of helping me is my devoted friend. That you need anything I could give would be a gift.
      Stay in touch when you can.

  3. Thank you very much for the mention! And I completely understand how you feel; it all gets overwhelming after a while and I don’t know about you, but I start to feel glued to the computer, which I don’t want.

    BTW, the picture of the fountain pen: I have one that I write with religiously! It’s my favorite pen of all time. 🙂

    • Hello Pip! I have a pen just like it too. Its my fac=ve way to write snail mails I was so pleased to learn that others know thos feeling well. Its always reassuring to know you are not alone.

      I am so not intending to be attached to my computer either. Too much of life I don;t want to miss!

      • I write in my journal with mine, too.

        I agree…life is for living, not sitting. Though I’m doing too much of that of late. 😉

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