Life continues, and I don’t always make time to write about it.

Ages ago, I was planning to paint the baseboards and window trim and maybe even paint my kitchen, but I sort of ran out of energy. I have some mild but chronic medical stuff (back problems, anemia) that slow my down sometimes. But I’m in a good place physically and I only have a month until kids get out of school for the summer, so I’ve gotten back into the cleaning and painting. I’ve also been dreaming out loud about built-in shelves for our basement, so Mr. Robot might make those happen over the summer. I will post pictures as things happen.

I also bought a nice little stereo system because none of our old ones will play my CDs without skipping. I did not spring for the record player, even though I was sorely tempted, because a record player would only make me obsessed with revamping my vynil collection. I did buy a stero with bluetooth, though, so I’ve had not just CDs but a nice stream of music and podcasts to motivate me as I clean and tape and paint things. The kids were thrilled and amazed by the new stereo, but a little disappointed that I won’t let them listen to horribly autotuned TikTok rap every evening. When they’re home, we usually meet in the middle with either the Marvin Gaye soul station or the Eurythmics 80s synthpop station. And when they’re not home I blast Sisters of Mercy and London After Midnight and the Disgraceland podcast.

And between the home improvements and homework and kids’ sports and everything else, I read and think and plan blog posts I don’t yet have time to write.

I could write about how I blew off Beltane because I was too busy, or how my personal dark moon observance was particularly insightful this cycle, or how my sisters are visiting on the Summer Solstice. I definitely want to write about what I’m reading and how I deal with the racism/sexism/colonialism/whateverism of various old-timey authors. I want to write about depression. I want to expound my pet theory on why goth is a phase for some people and a lifelong attraction for others. Someday, when I’m feeling especially brave, I want to discuss weight issues and body image, and how alternative fashion sort of helps and sort of hurts. I want to write so many things, but I also want to do fifty other things, and I only have so many hours in the day.

Well. I shall do my best at all these things, and we shall see what that brings us in the end.