Almost ready to come back, but not quite

I really must apologize for the shit job I've done with the blog of late. The good news is that I will be ready to resume my normal duties shortly. The bad news is that "shortly" doesn't mean "now." All I really have time for at the moment is just a quick note to explain my absence.

First, the lack of posts lately is not really my fault. It's not a matter of me kicking back my feet and being lazy. God, I wish. I'm actually exhausted right now from all that I have been doing.

You see, as I may have mentioned in the past, I work for a newspaper. Not a big deal, just a small community paper. And as anyone who has ever worked at a paper can tell you, it can be a very demanding job. Obviously, not physically, but certainly mentally and emotionally. When you've been at it for as long as I have, though, you get used to it. However, there are certain times a year everything gets cranked up a few notches. Christmas is one of those times, because there's just a whole lot more work to be done, when all the extra ads creates additional pages to fill, and every group within 50 miles that dresses some schmuck in a Santa suit wants you to come take their picture.

Of course, it's not Christmas right now, but, here in Kentucky, it is almost time for local elections, which is like Christmas times twelve. It is also graduation time for local schools, which, in a small town, means running a special section with every graduating senior's picture. Add to that the fact that the paper I work for views being short of personnel as somewhat of an ideal, plus the fact that I've been doing this job so long and have gotten good enough at it that every additional task falls on my plate, and you're left with nonstop newspaper action the past three weeks.

Seriously. I get up, go to work, go home and fall asleep. Rinse and repeat. If I'm lucky, I'll have just enough time at the end of the day to watch a show or two on the boob tube. You might say that I could use that TV time to update the blog, but you would be wrong. Work leaves absolutely no energy for doing anything more than absorbing idiocy and lethal radiation from the television, and even that can be a chore, as I find myself dozing off on the couch nearly every night. Weekends? Barely enough time to rest up enough to have enough energy for the next hellacious week.

In short, I'm tired. Damn tired. And I'm not getting any younger, so it seems like it's taking more of a toll than ever.

Anyway, the election is Tuesday, but most of the hard work is already done. Assuming I'm able to rest this weekend, I could be back to normal by the beginning of the week. But then, I don't want to make a promise I can't keep, so I'll leave the door open to resuming blogging normalcy after Tuesday's election night marathon.

So, I'll be seeing you sometime next week, and hopefully I'll be able to remember all of the things I've been wanting to write about the past few weeks. See you soon.