I remember years ago when people still blogged, I would be quite mystified when one by one, folks dropped off the radar when they started working. They would say they just didn’t have any time any more.
But don’t you do it for the love of it? I’d think. Wouldn’t you still love it even when you’re working? Of course I would still blog, I thought. And I did. For years.
And now… well I’m working and I just don’t have any time any more.
Actually, that’s a lie. You have all the time you make for something and I have plenty of time to blog. I just don’t make that time as much as I used to. Why? who knows! But I’ve become part of the ranks I swore I wouldn’t join. Forgive me, computer.
So it’s still winter here even though the sun is out a little more and things have started to bloom. It was 6 degrees on the school run this morning but absolutely glorious in the sun.
We’re going this afternoon to find the last piece of Biggie’s Book Week outfit tomorrow (yes we celebrate it a week late, our school is big on rebellion) and we’re smack bang in the middle of a house rearrange to make room for a new body moving in soon (no I’m not having a baby). It looks exactly like every sharehouse I’ve ever lived in, with utter detritus absolutely everywhere, and overwhelmed doesn’t even cut it. We have a very small house that has just enough room for everything, so finding extra storage space where there is none is probably the most useless thing I’ve ever attempted.
It’s been a fun few weeks since last we met, though. We’ve been eating lots (oh my god so much SNACKING at the canteen help me)
We had our annual school fete that took a week to recover from
We were the proud parents of a guinea pig for a weekend (we took home a school pet) and it just made us miss our bunny all the more.
I caught sight of the first jasmine which I was VERY excited about.
We went to Ballarat and ate fancy burgers and looked at art
I won one hell of a cheese platter (more on that later)
I went to the University of Melbourne open day as I’m thinking of doing some postgrad stuff (and I discovered university vloggers goodbye any more free time I may have had)
We went on a farmstay that was half watching the pigs eat and half drinking whisky by the fire
THE WATTLE ARRIVED
And so did the blossom. Praise be.
Reannon says
August 27, 2019 at 10:26 pmI blame Instagram for the decline in blogging. As a fan of a long winded, over sharing caption I can understand why people just put it all there instead of a proper blog post. And I think people are more inclined to comment on Insta. Or maybe it’s just easier 🤷🏻♀️ Whatever your reasons I ain’t mad. Life is for living & you’re sure as hell living a good life xx
Stacey says
September 30, 2019 at 12:39 pmSuch a funny thing I started a blog because I’m not naturally chatty or an oversharer. Must be some kind of glitch in the matrix haha. I love your full on chats though. They make me feel normal.
Jane @ The Shady Baker says
August 28, 2019 at 11:56 amI still love an old school blog such as yours! I am still desperately trying to hold on to mine also, Such a gorgeous guinea pig and that cheese platter…oh my.
Stacey says
September 30, 2019 at 12:38 pmBlogs like yours and mine are my forever favourite. Long live the old school!
Trudy says
August 29, 2019 at 6:56 amThe wattle ! We drove from Sydney to Canberra last weekend and the wattle was stunning. The colour and smell made me so happy on the drive.
Stacey says
September 30, 2019 at 12:37 pmI feel like wattle season was over so quickly this year! So sad. I have the jasmine now to sniff, but I miss the riotous burst of gold.
Tina Lacy says
August 29, 2019 at 10:29 amIm pleased you popped back to see us!, Im looking at doing some post grad study next year also which i never throught I would do but now the small someone actually sleeps it doesn’t seem like such a bad option
Stacey says
September 30, 2019 at 12:37 pmI think you will love it. We can be study buddies!
Dee says
August 30, 2019 at 6:08 amHahaha, beautiful photos. 🙂 Yeah, I used to be better at blogging in my spare time, but that was normally when I had jobs that weren’t very brain-intensive. But as soon as I started writing for a living it became very hard to want to do more of it at home – it’s not so much the writing part, just the sitting at yet another screen part that killed me.
Stacey says
September 30, 2019 at 12:36 pmIt’s funny, I’ve worked from home the last 10 years as a writer, and slotting blogging in was manageable. Now I’m not on a laptop every day it’s a strain for me to even think of opening it. I think maybe I’m having some kind of aversion while my brain goes back to normal. I wonder if I’ll ever find a middle ground? I still think about writing a post every single day.