There . . . Then Gone

This might be the stupidest blog post I’ve ever written.
Or maybe not. 
On Saturday, I was trying to catch up on things—cleaning the house (well, at least the bathrooms), reading through my line edits of Wings of a Dream, answering a Writing Spa client’s email, trying not to stress over the fact that I was 2000 words short of my goal for the week (although I did revise the first two chapters, so that should count for something, right?), and thinking through the week ahead.
In the week ahead, I remembered blog posts. And something really great skated through my mind.
By the time I sat down to my computer again, it was gone. Poof. Completely. I have absolutely no idea what that great idea was even about!
Such is life. My brain is trying to keep up with too many things these days and so it (apparently) dropped the last (and least important) bit of information I tried to shove in. You know, like that closet you open just a crack, squeeze in the lamp you just replaced but one of the kids might need again some day, and lean your shoulder into the door to close it again before the mountain of stuff behind it comes tumbling down.
All that to say I have nothing to say today! Please tell me you can relate!

5 comments on “There . . . Then Gone

  1. I can so relate, that happens to me all the time, I need to carry around one of those hand held recorders so I can record my thoughts immediately, otherwise – POOF they're gone!

  2. This happens to me all the time! I feel better, just reading about what you're going through!!

    Sigh. Must quit blog hopping until Lily is signed, sealed and delivered around 11/15. Talk about PRESSURE!

    Hope you will radiate some of your life and light at my place…and please pray!!!

  3. Whew! Glad I'm not the only one!

    Niki, I'm convinced most of the stuff in that "closet" up there is the kids' stuff. It seems when one goes off to college it frees up a little space–stuff of theirs I don't have to think about any more. If only I didn't fill that space in so quickly with my own things . . .

  4. Yep. I'm having that same thing. Makes you want to do a complete brain flush and only put back what's essential for this season of life.
    Wonder if that's possible?

  5. I think we can all relate to that at one time or another. I can be at work, run across a situation that I think would make a great blog post. But when I get home I can't remember a thing about it sometimes.

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