(no subject)

[rivka]

One I stop posting, it starts to feel like I shouldn't post until I have something really momentous to say. "You've barely posted in months, you didn't write about X, Y, and Z, but you're going to make a post about trivial topic q? Really?"

That's a large part of why I never restarted Respectful of Otters. I couldn't let myself just post sporadic small things - I couldn't restart unless I was going to make significant posts on a regular basis. With the first one super-awesome-earthshattering, of course, to make restarting justifiable.

So the hell with that. If I go ahead and post a few random trivial things, maybe the spell will be broken and I'll be able to start writing again.

Random trivial thing of the day:

You can easily tell by looking at Colin how many days it's been since we've done laundry.

First day of clean laundry: green and grey striped hoodie.



First few nights of clean laundry: moose hoodie PJs. Yes, he sleeps with the hood up.



Second day of clean laundry: orange hoodie with raccoons on it.



Third day of clean laundry: grey hoodie whose hood doesn't stay up very well, but it is partially redeemed by having a picture of a bulldozer on it.

If Colin is wearing an item of clothing that doesn't have a hood, it's been at least three days since we did laundry. Simple as that.

Comments

[kightp.livejournal.com]

I have a similar posting problem - I get out of the habit, and then it feels really hard to get back *in* the habit unless I have Something Profound to say. I haven't quite figured out how to conquer it yet, having no adorable children whose photos I can post.

I could post pictures of my adorable cats. But they have a much more limited wardrobe. (-:

[ailbhe]

... and you knit.