So… I’ve been busy.
As if you couldn’t tell.
This is a post I’ve been mentally putting off for a good three months now. I hate that it’s been that long since I’ve posted, as I’m actually coming up on my three (whaaaat?) year blogiversary. Who knew I’d find myself in a life that left me zero time and brain space to even update this thing? Not I.
This little used to be a pretty big chunk of my life. And I loved every minute of what this blog brought me. Like-minded friends, a place for me to dump my (sometimes worthless) knowledge, (usually random) thoughts, wisdom (as if we can call it that), and life. My Life of bLyss readers have seen me through a whole lot, and I wish there was a way to frame this and freeze it in time.
You may be able to see where I’m going with this. I feel like for the last month I was actually able to post I was constantly trying to make up for lost time, attempting to play catch up, and making my best effort to stay connected to the blogosphere. I kept having this idea in my mind that suddenly something would click and I’d actually have the time to think about what I could write here to keep up my daily posts.
Well, unless you guys want to hear every detail about planning two Grand Openings in a new town, I wouldn’t have very many interesting things to tell you. My life is my job, and I rarely have time for life in between. Thankfully, I love my job.
I remember when my brother landed his dream job in the Navy flying F-14 fighter jets. He said “I can’t believe I get paid to do this.” And ever since I heard that as a 10 year old, I feared I’d never get to experience that.
God was listening to me when I prayed for that one. I get paid to build and perfect teams of wonderful people. I get paid to do one of my favorite things — exercise. I get paid to tell other people how great it is to get fit (and have fun doing it). I really never thought I’d end up the workaholic type, but I really don’t ever stop working. …Ever.
What I’m trying to say in this post is that I adore my job. It makes me sad that I don’t have much time for this world that used to be such a huge part of my life, but I know I’ve found where I’m supposed to be. I am checking in on all of you wonderful blog friends, and I miss reading about your lives in that creepy voyeuristic way we all know and love, but I’m here. And I always will be.
This isn’t necessarily the end of Life of bLyss. Let’s leave it as a little hiatus for now. If I have the time and the inspiration, I’d love to keep posting. I just need to relieve myself of the guilt I feel whenever I think about how long it has been since I last posted. We’ll see what the future brings.
In the meantime, you can find me straddling TidalWheel Richmond and TidalWheel Virginia Beach… and we won’t be stopping there.
(serious bonus points to whoever remembers that LOB moment when I first heard that phrase)
You can always check in on me via Instagram, as well, of course: @ablyssa
Thanks for the years of sharing inspiration, camaraderie, and laughs. I wish I could give you all weird sappy hugs right through the screen. I’ll probably be around, but if I’m not, don’t worry about me.
P.S. I like Richmond a lot. I’ve made so many great friends (like Brit!).
P.P.S. I signed up for the Richmond Half Marathon and am contemplating the Shamrock full despite my lack of time to train.
P.P.P.S. Obviously I’m still a nutcase.