Why I Quit Blogging

Dear Loyal Reader,

Finally, an opportunity to use an Adele meme.  A lot has happened in my four-month absence from blogging.  Allow me to take you on the rollercoaster that has been spring/summer 2017.

If you recall, my last post (prior to the recent one re: the Nordstrom Sale) was a hastily thrown together roundup of swimwear.  I was struggling with a finicky laptop and it afforded me the excuse to set blogging aside for a moment.  What had begun as a creative outlet and labor of love had started to feel like a chore, and my heart wasn’t in it.  Around this same time, my grandma got sick.  As often happens with elderly people, she was struggling to regain her strength and entered a nursing home.  It was supposed to be an opportunity for more intensive physical therapy in the hopes she’d be able to return home soon.  But as you may have guessed, that didn’t happen.  We lost her on April 1st.

It shattered me.  

I’m still not healed from this loss, and I don’t think I will ever be.  She introduced me to The Golden Girls, Edward Scissorhands, and a slew of scary movies and dating shows that were completely inappropriate for a child to see.  She fed me healthy snacks such as straight cinnamon sugar, instant coffee, and a special concoction called a sugar tit.  She aided and abetted me when I wanted to bring stray cats, dogs, and lightning bugs into the house.  She didn't even get mad when I accidentally locked her out on the porch and she had to climb through the bathroom window.  She was the best grandmother and friend anyone could have.  I miss her every day.

A few weeks after Ma passed, my BFF and I embarked on a trip to London.  We hit up all the insta-famous spots.  We pressed the button for champagne at Bob Bob Ricard.  We lounged in pink velvet while sipping tea at Sketch.  We rode in the front seat of a double decker bus.  It was just the getaway I needed.



Meanwhile, my husband and I were trying to get a deal done on our dream house.  We’d had our eyes and hearts on this house since the previous fall, but it wasn’t within our budget.  Then there was a price drop.  And my husband took on some additional work to boost our income.  And we thought we could make it work.  We went back and forth for weeks, trying to negotiate a fair price, going over our household budget with a fine tooth comb, and praying that we were making the right choice for our family.  

We closed on June 1st.

My view this summer.  Pinch me.

My view this summer.  Pinch me.

If you’ve kept up with me on Instagram you may have seen a few snapshots of our new place.  You guys, I can’t even.  It is literally a dream come true.  The outdoor space is incredible.  We’ve spent more time together outside in the past month than we did in the past 7 years at our old house.  And the new place has a library!  Like, a legit library with dusty wooden shelves and an actual rolling ladder!  I’m in heaven.


Moving is stressful.  We still haven’t sold our old house.  (Hit me up if you’re looking for a place in Nixa, MO).  The new place needed some extensive repairs which are STILL going on.  As wonderful as our contractors have been, I can’t tell you how happy I will be to have all these sweaty, stinky men out of my house.

The most stressful part of moving was the toll it took on Lillian.  I’m the routine queen when it comes to her, and we were very settled into our daily grind at the old house.  As much as she loves her new, big backyard and her freaking ADORABLE room (pictures coming soon!), it took a few weeks for her to get used to being in a new place.  Go ahead and add sleep regression onto our already full plates.

Good thing she's cute.

Good thing she's cute.

So that brings us to the present.  It’s a new season in our lives.  All of us are settled in and now the “new house” is just home.  Lillian is back to sleeping through the night, but we have some new challenges to face with her (did I mention she turned 2 in the middle of all this?).  That’s a story for another day, though.  I’ll have more time to blog now that the dust has settled on everything (except the sun room where they’re sanding the doors).  I’m going to take the blogging thing a little slower this time around.  I may not consistently post twice a week.  I'm not going to be glued to my phone, obsessively checking my page views.  I’m no longer worried about going “viral” or hitting a certain number of followers on social media.  These days it’s all about quality over quantity.  Plus, I’d like to have time for other hobbies like reading, traveling, and running my Etsy shop.  I’ve got to get off the computer and live if I want to have anything interesting to write about, ya know?

So if you like what I have to say, if you find it helpful or relevant or funny, let me know.  Share it.  Drop me a comment.  Double tap or retweet or whatever.  This blog is good for my soul, and I hope it is for yours, too.

Love always,