I do that sometimes. I told you that I would post at least once a week and I lied.
I love new spirals, notebooks, diaries, journals, notebooks notepads etc etc etc…. I always have and chances are good that I always will. I have started so many diaries in my life and I would write faithfully for a week and then forget to write for a month. My next entry would then begin like this, “Dear Diary, I am soooooo sorry I haven’t written in random length of time but I was sooooo busy and just forgot! I promise to do better.” The diary would get a couple of these apologies before I would discard it in favor of a new diary that I was DEFINITELY going to keep up with forever and ever. This blog is by far the longest kept and most thorough diary that I have ever had. I also promised myself at the beginning that I would not be constantly apologizing for lack of posts. And I haven’t and don’t plan on starting now. I know I haven’t posted in over 3 weeks. But you see I was getting to do/eat/hug all the things/food/people that I talk about missing so much so I don’t feel guilty about throwing myself into that experience and waiting until I am home in London before I jump into posting again. I do have some pictures and stories to tell about our trip and I will probably start sharing them up here this week. But there may be an entry or two that have nothing to do with our trip; please give me a few days to wrap my head around the trip. Coming home is always a little overwhelming and I came home with an evil voice stealing virus that I am just now beginning to triumph over.
There will be a real post in 24 hours. I promise, and I never lie.