Excuses Excuses

I’m not even sure what week it is, but since I’ve been MIA for so many, I feel compelled to explain my absence.


It’s not bad, just busy.  For someone as scatterbrained as I can be, it’s not exactly a good thing either.  As you may know, my better half serves in the US Navy, which means frequent moves.  I’m sort of used to it by now, except for the actually moving part.  You know, packing up your life into boxes that may or not ever get unpacked at your next duty station.  We have a bunch of those.  But we aren’t even to that stage yet.  It’s the researching schools, possible homes, and a whole host of other activities that have been consuming my time.  Plus it’s making all sorts of arrangements, closing accounts and so forth that have to happen before we leave our current spot.  Oh yeah, and still take care of the “normal” day-to-day chaos.

Do not ask me how it’s going, because for as “light” as it is now, it’s going to get busier over the next two months. While I do thrive on a certain level of chaos, some times it’s a bit much and I tend to let a lot of things go.  Like the state of my kitchen, my diet, the state of my manicure, the number of baths I hound my youngest to take, and last but not least, this blog.  I feel like I need to wear a sticker or button that says, “We’re PCS’ing.  What’s your excuse?”  (FYI – PCS is the acronym for “Hey y’all!  We’re moving and it’s all the Navy’s fault!”)  When I was pregnant and overlooked responsibilities, I blamed it on the pregnancy.  Or blonde hair.  Or both.  Whichever one folks accepted.  Consider the PCS move just an addition to my excuse repertoire.  Perhaps next week, I might even list my excuse repertoire….Hey!  Now there’s an idea!

What’s your go to excuse?

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Young Adult fiction writer
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4 Responses to Excuses Excuses

  1. Iris B says:

    Good to “see” you Micki … I have no idea how you cope with all around you. A few years back we moved 5 kms down the road and I swore I’d never ever move again … I feel your pain.
    And may I say … “Good luck” 😉


  2. We know, Micki and we understand.You have a really active life of your own and with your kids,(I salute you), any other time.A move, especially a big move with kids in school and with fiends after a long time in one place is a complete life-turning-upside-down situation.
    I have a LOT of excuses for not getting the house in ship-shape, not getting my novel finished, neglecting my other blog, everyone else’s blogs and not submitting other works enough and I don’t have anywhere near you good excuse.
    Good luck with all that is going on.It IS good to have you here, though.


  3. jeff7salter says:

    When I was active duty military, we moved from LA to NM, then back to LA (while I was in Greenland), then to CA, and back to LA… all in less than 3.5 yrs. All but the final move were at our own expense, too!
    I certainly sympathize with any family which must endure frequent change of station. And especially for a Navy wife — because your hubby likely has sea duty several months each year — it must be unbelievably challenging to keep your household together, functioning, and sane.
    You’re in my thoughts and prayers as you face this newest adjustment. Hope you find wonderful accomodations in your new station.


  4. pjharjo says:

    My “go to” excuse? I’m too busy. That’s it. Gosh Micki!! With the chaos of your life at this time, it makes my life seem tame since I’ve become a co-caregiver for my mom. But I’m not even used to this new change in my life as you probably are (but probably aren’t) after having lived with your “PCS” for awhile.

    I just have begun to say, “I’m too busy” what with being with my mom and writing and everything else that falls below those 2 priorities in my life. That’s why I’m so late with responding to the posts here at 4F1H, along with a lot of other things in my life.

    It’s nice to see you around whenever you can make it, Micki!


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