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Bloggy, adj. To feel saturated by blogs

I'm feeling overly saturated by reading too many blogs. I spend too much time blogging. I may as well be a cyborg.

The darn thing is, one thing I've learned about running my own business is that people expect rapid-fire responses to their e-mails, because typically the first person they hear back from is the person they hire. There is no such thing as waiting a reasonable amount of time for a reply. The typical endurance of people has gotten to be under an hour!

No wonder we are driving ourselves batty. When there is a lack of patience then there is frustration. Frustration is the cousin of anger and rage.

Take a breath. Breathe deep. Relax. Patience.

I need to take a journey into patience. I feel tightly wound, non-productive, un-motivated, and smothered. It's all self-imposed. I'm not required to read anyone's blog, but I enjoy the visiting of far-away friends because I don't have anyone locally I can see each day or thereabouts.

I need some seclusion time. Time to read. Time to finish painting the cabinets that I started back in December! Time to seek an internship in earnest. Time to write portions of the novel Pooky has asked me to write. And so on...

Maybe just a few days will make the difference. I won't feel so "blogged" down (ha! a pun!) and will feel more zestful if I take a vacation from the blogosphere? Until later then...

P.S. You can use this time to explore my ARCHIVES! Sadly, a portion of my blog was forever lost, and there is a whole bunch of stuff I haven't uploaded that is from 2003, but there's a goodly amount to sift through.

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