All's Quiet on the Briestern Front

It seems quiet in Blog Land these days. Doesn’t it? Or am I just imagining things?

I feel quiet in general, though, too. So much thinking to do, so much get-off-my-arse-and-just-do-it’ing to do, somuchsomuchsomuch.

Speaking of quiet, Blogxygen might be breathing fewer and farther in between for the next little bit. I’ve gotten a promotion at work and will be working more hours. I don’t really want to do it, but I need to. Still worry (quietly) if B will lose his job due to the economy. I guess it’s my turn to sacrifice for my family just like B’s always done for me.

I’ll do my best to keep up regular posting, but between working more and cleaning the house and cooking (Ha. Kidding!) and decorating and being a mama to the Cster and a wife to my hubbster and going to church and to all my doc appts and just surviving and a f t e r all that, if I can find some quiet time, I’ll sit down and breathe some Blogxygen.
…I need to find the time, though, because if I don’t, I very well may suffocate to death (quietly of course) and I mean that in the metaphorical term, not in the literal term that my allergist uses regarding the fact my lungs are still only functioning at 65%. But shutup I’d totally like to find one doctor (just one!) that won’t tell me I’m going to die for some reason or another. True story.

Holy semi-depressing post of fury! Sad.

Hope you all have a great weekend. Breathe deep for me!