Up earlier than normal for a weekend, I heard K pull out of our driveway on his way to a cricket match. The clock showed 7:45 AM. I lit the lamps, made myself a cup of tea and sat on the couch with my phone to call Amma. Phone call done, I looked around. The mound of vessels in the sink looked tiring. I knew I had laundry to be done and folded and food to be made as well. It was tempting to just let it be and sink back in the recliner with my laptop for company.
Shrugging off the impulse I slid in the CD with Lalitha Sahasranamam and murmuring along the voice from the player did the dishes, cleaned the stove, made myself a toast and sat with the laptop to write something. Anything. You see, this week has me literally at a loss for words. I could blame work or the fact that I had guests at home and functions to attend. The truth is I am out of things to write about. How much longer do I post about me, me and me?
I initially titled this post “A temporary slump?” Reading it aloud made me fear for what if it is not “temporary”? The minute I felt the fear I knew I loved doing this. So, here I am sitting looking at my monitor for inspiration and nothing is happening. So, I will let it be for a while. Like UL says – blogging without obligation. That is what I am going to do. So, if you are not seeing the blog updated with the frequency it was before, bear with me.
I will be back I promise.
PS: If you want to help, please send me a note using the contact form giving me tips on what to write about. I will be forever grateful!