With a baby due in a little more than a month (or if I’ get my way, way less than a month) my mind has turned to nesting.

But not normal nesting like cleaning my house or anything like that.

No, I’m using my nesting energy to make sure my cyber world is all clean and sparkly. I’ve spent more time online in the past week or so than I have in the previous 6 months combined, I think.

I’ve also apparently decided that once the baby comes I will never ever read another book as long as I live. I’ve become a regular at my local library and am going through 6 books every 2 weeks.

But my house? Still a mess.

*Sigh*

I’m thinking it may be time to get back into writing.

The problem is, it’s not necessarily because I want to, or because I have great story ideas or anything like that. I may be getting back into writing because at the moment my desk chair is the most comfortable place for me to sit.

The nice (expensive) new couches? Eh, I can make it through an evening sitting there but then struggle to get up. The old couches? Also okay but not for long term. Heck, even the bed isn’t very comfortable these days.

And honestly, at the moment I have no idea how I used to waste days playing online, ’cause now that I actually have days to waste playing online, it’s really not that much fun.

So, since I’m sitting at my desk, in my deskchair, my computer in front of me, the only logical thing to do seems to be to write.

Anybody got an extra plot lying around?

Right…so I’m not doing so well on that “getting back into the swing of things” thing.

I’m trying through. Really. And I’m hoping it’ll get a little bit easier as my desk chair is currently one of the most comfortable places for me to sit. Though it is hard to type out any coherent thoughts when I have to get up and use the bathroom every five minutes.
*Sigh*
I’m just glad we bought a house with a powder room on the first floor. The idea of going up the stairs every time I have to…go…makes me want to cry.

Anyway, I’m really going to try to get back into the swing of blogging (and this time, I mean it). I’m even starting to read other blogs again, though I admit, I haven’t been commenting.

It’s hard to blog though, cause this was meant as a professional writing blog, but right now my life seems to be all baby-to-be, all the time.

*Another sigh*