How I Lost My Groove

I’ve been doing some blog maintenance lately, a lot of background stuff fixing broken links, updating widgets, attributing photo cred, a little SEO, which the latter being something I never thought I would concern myself with.  So you probably don’t recognize any change.   Although if you are a recurrent reader, you might have notice that my posts have become a bit infrequent.

I’m working on that.  Then I realized I don’t have anything – unless it’s personal to blog about.

There’s a lot going on in Jae Mac World and to put it simple I’m feeling quite a bit like Kuzco and just want to shout “YOU THREW OFF MY GROOVE!”

Source:  Disney Cinemagic

I thought about participating in blogging challenges, using writing prompts, monthly themed posts, writing from a stream of consciousness, becoming a gun for hire – anything to get the juices flowing, but that’s not my style.  I write about my life without WRITING ABOUT MY LIFE, hence the infrequent posts (and used properly in a sentence – hence.   

So rather than have my blog become a digital narrative of personal events, that could one day be used against me in a court of law strictly to have me committed; I’m choosing to blog only when inspired and never while emotional – well, maybe while emotional, but never while emotionally drunk; in an effort to move pass and if I’m lucky, forget a few things.  

Just so you know what page I’m on, I’m currently in a battle with my daughter’s eating disorder – it’s strong, but I’m think I’m winning.  Every now and again, my husband brings up several reasons why we need to own a gun for protection.  I’m not having it.

I grew up with guns in the house and they were never used for protection – only to intimidate those living in the house.   If push came to shove, and shoved really hard, I promised him that unless I carried it with me, locked and loaded, at all times; I would never get to it in time.

My son is a struggling artist.  I support his choice; however, the struggle is real.  I want him to succeed in his journey in every way, but I feel college, even for an artist, gives you one-up.  At times, we bump heads.

I’m lucky enough to have the best of both worlds.  I don’t work and I don’t have too.  However at this stage in my life, at times; work would be a welcomed retreat.  Easy money is the best money.  Who wouldn’t want to control their last day?

I love blogging. I hate chores.
I hate that blogging is starting to feel like a chore.

I’m an analysis by trade so there are times I get in the weeds.  I love the weeds.  Once in the weeds I start to think of the next level.  The next level means goals are set.  Once goals are set, they become:   Bigger.  Better.  Faster.  Stronger.  When goals become:  Bigger.  Better.  Faster.  Stronger.  I get stressed.  When I get stressed that’s when I pause and remember that I blog for me.

 

I’m Just Sayin’…(Damn!)

2 comments for “How I Lost My Groove

  1. February 19, 2014 at 11:47 am

    Hi JaeMac! It feels like forever. Your new (to me) blog layout is wonderful. Blog when you like. I went for months without blogging because it felt like a job. It shouldn't be like that at all.
    I'm sorry you're dealing with struggles at home. Your children are so lucky to have such a caring mom.
    Just stopping by to let you know I'm thinking of you 🙂
    Keep on blogging for you. You're doing it for all of the right reasons.

    • Jae_Mac
      February 26, 2014 at 12:53 am

      Hey Hey ShellyBean! It's good to hear from you. Yeah the struggle at home is real…thanks for the words of encouragement. I'm trying to find my groove, but it's hard. I'm hoping to find some motivation. It's just really hard with so many things going on. Take care.

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