For the first time in a long time, I didn’t write an article last week.
Jon wrote about our water heater not exploding, then offered to do a second article on cleaning out the water heater for Revanche of A Gai Shan Life. Even though said second article never materialized, I can’t tell you how relieved I felt.
(Revanche, he’ll do it eventually. He realized after writing a bit that he probably needs to actually do a flush himself before he writes about it.)
For a week, I didn’t have to come up with an article. I read and played with Little Bit and cleaned house and thought about what I might write about next. I’ve struggled for ideas lately, and I think it’s shown.
Surely, with a week to think, I could come up with some awesomely awesome post ideas.
Suddenly it was crunch time. The best Idea I could come up with was 10 Essential Skills of the Post-Apocalypse?
Halfway through scribbling down ideas about fishing, farming and haggling over the remainders of our once proud civilization, I thought “No. Just No.”
So instead of writing about fishing, I’m going fishing. I’ve left Barney in charge of the jailhouse. Opie and I will whistle our way down the dirt road to the lake, toss in our lines, and tell stories while we wait for a better idea to bite.
Maybe Aunt Bea will have some blueberry pie ready for us when we get back.
I’m taking two more weeks to recharge my batteries. I won’t feel guilty about not posting or rush posts that don’t feel like my best. I’ll read and play with Little Bit and clean house. Maybe I’ll even go fishing for real.
I haven’t been fishing since I was a teenager and caught a water moccasin, though. Fishing is less about the fish and more about the idea of sitting in the quiet with nothing much going on. And right now, I think that’s what I need.
See you March 6.