More than once over the last few days I have caught myself holding my breath.
I am on tenterhooks.
I am on the verge of a major life change. I am marking time, counting the days (hours?) until I can let it all out here and resume the style of writing that has both sustained me and allowed me to amass quite a large number of readers who I fear are growing increasingly bored and frustrated by my paralysis.
I'm sorry.
I thank you for your patience and I thank my sister-in-law LeeAnne for continuing to write entertaining things for you to read over at my other joint. You can check out her latest by clicking here.
17 comments:
I'm neither bored nor frustrated--I'm uncharacteristically patient :)
Can't wait to hear!
We'll be here whenever you're ready.
It's life. I'm sure everyone understands.
Divorce? Adoption? Moving? I'm dying to know!!!
I join the chorus of not being bored or frustrated, just concerned and hoping things work out for you and your family.
Sounds wait-worthy!
Not bored or frustrated...just hanging out here waiting!
Great build up!
Hope to hear soon chicka. (Only because I am excited, not because I am bored over here.)
You could be called many things, but boring will never be one of them. Looking forward to hearing all about it when you're ready.
Can't wait to hear!
Hope it's a wonderful thing. And I'm never bored by you, DMD, you know that.
Good luck with the big change! And I love the term "tenterhooks." How can a person be bored when you use $5 words like that?
I'll be checking back regularly to hear about it!
And now WE'RE on tenterhooks, too!
Hope it's a good change!
I'm not going anywhere. Have been lurking here for awhile now.
You mean I was supposed to be bored and frustrated all this time.
Well, you certainly failed that one . . .
:)
Take your time . . .
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