The twenties are supposed to be the busiest and most fruitful time of one's life. Not for me. I did nothing. Great whacking slabs of nothing other than drink, cry and sleep, for months on end. So now, in an effort to make up for those wasted years, I try to do everything, all at once. For the past few months I've been working full time hours, doing part time university, manning stalls for the Greens at festivals, and trying to occasionally fit in a bit of mothering to a toddler. I thrived on it for a while, got a bit smug even. If anyone remarked "I don't know how you do it", I'd airily reply "Oh, I just do it. You know, you've got to get on with things."
But I have too many plates in the air at once, and all the 13 hour days are exhausting me, and the spinning plates are starting to crash down on my head. I want to post more here, I do, but I just can't summon the energy needed to write stuff I'm happy with. So rather than have people wondering "where is she?" I'm putting the blog on hiatus till, let's say, mid June, when uni is over. I've a lot to say, and I want to say it properly, so I will be back. Meantime, I'm still on twitter, dispensing wisdom in easily digested 140 character chunks as Sikamikanico (though if you see anything particularly witty or insightful, it's probably something DH said).
See you soon and remain bless.