My mother, who apparently sees this blog as a window into the lives of her children and grandchildren, complained that I hadn't updated these postings recently. I do wonder why I haven't. I am working incredibly long hours, volunteering at swim meets, and trying to read a book or two once in a while. But there's got to be a reason. Is it because there's nothing to say? Are world and national events so demoralizing that I shrink from tackling them, even at the most superficial level? Possibly, but right now I'm too tired to tackle even that.
I talked with a colleague who was at one time a stalwart in the Minnesota Atheists. This has to be a fairly small, but enthusiastic, affinity group. But she eventually backed off, even though it was pretty clear she still supported the aims of the group. "Too social", she said. Too many activities.
And that may be my problem. Too much going on that absorbs the attention but doesn't really produce anything, either materially or intellectually. I could tell you about all the swim meets that I've attended since I last discussed them, or OLGS's trip down memory lane in New York with Joe College Grad, his long-lost cousin, and his sister. I could describe what he saw at PS 107 when he visited Joe College Grad's first grade classroom. I could whine about the difficulty of figuring out whether I should keep working at an independent contractor, or go to Scotland for two months. I could complain about the noise where I work, a place that is devoted to legal publishing and writing, but where writers and client interviewers are housed among very loud sales types, who spend hours doing nothing and talking about it excessively while the writers who are actually developing the product have to apologize to clients over the phone about the noise. End of rant.
