Trying to get my groove back

It's painfully obvious that I've been pretty quiet lately. I mean, it's so bad that because it's been weeks since I last updated, my ads were pulled. Sort of the norm though these days, yes?

It's not my intention by any means. I just haven't found the desire lately to write.

Or to photograph anything.

Or.

Or.

Or to do anything at all.

I try though.

The thought is always on my mind. Do this. Complete that. Don't forget this, this and this.

But I just can't seem to do it.

SO.

In short, I'm trying to get my groove back. You know, like Stella?

Earlier this year my job that I had been employed in since 2002 ended. I'm sure I mentioned it before, or maybe I didn't, but there was quite a bit of scrambling going on on my part to find a new job. The day I was expecting my walking papers, I was notified that I was being re-assigned to a new manager, to a new role at the same company...a role that was strictly work from home.

I cheered lots, I sure did. I was still employed AND I got to work from home.

But oh boy.

Let me tell you.

While the thought is ideal, and I have enjoyed it, without a doubt, it's tough.

But - I am grateful that I have a job. Don't mistake that fact one bit.

My problem?

Is that;

I miss people.

I miss the office.

I miss my routine and schedule.

I was thrown for a loop and have been quite off balance ever since. And too, being that it was smack dab right in the middle of summer, it was even more difficult. A few good days here and there mixed in with a few bad days I've barely been holding my head above water.

But I need to jump over this hurdle and get moving. So much to do! So much going on! So much has happened! Some good. Some bad.

And besides, I enjoy writing. I enjoy photography. I enjoy so many things....

I want to do so many things.

Keven's grandmother passed away a few months ago.

We went on our first road trip!

Keven Jr. started 2nd grade today.

Isaac started kindergarten.

The boys are both playing soccer now!

We've been moving along steadily but I can't help but feel like I'm stuck in concrete. And it's time that I break free. And get my groove back.