Overindulgence

They say too much of anything isn't good for us.

I now believe that explains the death of my letter "N" on the keyboard.

(Which, by the way, my family came to the rescue again, hooking me up with a USB keyboard for my laptop so I can proceed with the blogging.)

And how ironic for this to happen right at the start of the season of overindulgence.

Parties. Cookies. Shopping. Family. Fun in general. All of the festivities and responsibilities that come with the holidays can get overwhelming and exhausting just thinking about them.

Right in the midst of all of this holiday splendor, I woke up this morning - my first day off since I got back from Thanksgiving - and immediately started thinking about blogging.

That's how it's been since I started this project. Every day off. Many evenings. Spending my time blogging.

That's not as carefree and simple as it sounds. I'm an obsessive personality. One blog post might turn into hours toiling to perfection. Then another idea pops into my head. I have to get it all down before I forget something. Before you know it, the morning or evening is gone, swallowed up by a computer screen.

If you've been following you've probably noticed I've done more writing and pontificating lately than cooking. One of the unintended results of the blog is that it has been a fun outlet for my writing, without the constrictions that come with doing it for a living. I'm enjoying it.

But all that time spent in front of a computer isn't relaxing. Piles of cooking magazines lay all over the apartment, my yoga mat seeing a little less use, old hobbies fallen victim of my new obsession.

I've become overindulgent.

This morning it dawned on me the whole point of the blog was to distract me from other things I tend to obsess over, like work and life in general.

So what does that mean when you've traded one obsession for another?

I guess that's when you rely on the universe for balance. I couldn't blog the week I went without the letter "N", so I did other things. Dusted off some of those cooking magazines and spent some time on the patio just thinking and listening to music. I reacquainted myself with life beyond blogging.

Now the letter "N" is back in my life. And, if you haven't noticed by now, I'm sitting here blogging.