I don't know if I ever had any mojo.... but if I did, I accidentally left it somewhere and I haven't been able to retrace my steps to figure out where. I looked in the couch cushions and under the ottoman, but its not there. And, I even cleaned out my purse, but all I found was Zain's old hearing aide. So, I am pretty sure its lost and I am not sure if it will ever be found.
Basically, I am not feeling the blog world anymore. Don't get me wrong... I love the clever and witty blogs that I read... I've just come to realize that mine isn't one of them. I used to have a list of topics and cracked myself up (and I don't care if I was the only one cracking), but I can't think of anything to say anymore. The only crack is the crack I must be smoking if I think anyone wants to read the crap I keep putting out here. I have complained about my kids, husband, life, weight, kids, politics, tv shows, kids... and I am even boring myself anymore. I have lost followers, my comments are down to next to nothing... and I just think maybe its time for me to move on to other exploits... like the laundry I've neglected since I started this thing.
At first, blogging was an addiction for me. I couldn't wait to have a couple minutes to bang out a post on my keyboard... but now it feels like a job. And God knows I don't want no J-O-B. And if I did... it would actually pay some money. So, I am taking a break, I guess. If I track down my mojo, I will put it to good use... but until then... consider this a mojo (and crappy post... or crappier than usual) free zone.