~It has been 10 weeks since I have posted a photo to Instagram.
~April 20th was the last time I wrote a blog post…that was 84 days ago.
~I have close to a dozen unfinished product reviews on deck
~I have three giveaway prizes that I’ve yet to send
and I feel like a complete failure…….
For all these things, you have my deepest apologies.
To my readers: Without you, I would have no reason to write this blog or post on Instagram. You are my champions, and I disappointed you. For that, I am sorry.
To my corporate companions: You went out on a limb. You took time and money to send me samples of your product. Please do not for one second think that I took anything you have done for granted. I let you down, and for that I am sorry.
To my family: You have supported me in doing my miniscule part in creating a healthier world. You’ve put up with me dirtying your kitchen and using all of your food. You’ve waited patiently to try my new creations while I’ve taken 20 minutes to get the perfect photo. I failed you, and for that I am sorry.
I’m sure you’re wondering WHY I have dropped the ball in such a major way. In short, these past few months have been some of the craziest of my life.
I could end it there and leave it at that, but I know that when bloggers are purposefully vague about important issues, it bothers me. I don’t want to bother you, and I think you deserve to know what’s been going on. So, here it is:
As you know, I am a loud and proud California girl. I’m a third (fourth?) generation Californian on both sides of my family. Never in my life did I imagine living anywhere else, but as I write this, I am in my new bedroom….in my new house…in eastern Washington. Yes, you read that correctly. Your “California Girl Living the Crunchy Life,” is now your “California Girl Living the Crunchy Life….in Eastern Washington.”
Before “the big move,” I had lived in three different homes, but all were in a 3-4 mile radius of each other. I’ve lived in the same section of Sacramento County for my entire life…until now. As you can imagine, packing up my entire life, leaving everything I know, and moving two states away was extremely stressful. Along with the obvious stress and anxiety that comes along with beginning a new chapter of your life, there are also the less obvious stressors. These include: incessant cleaning and staging in the hopes that someone will buy your house, living out of boxes and never quite knowing where any of your things are, and the ever lovely….PACKING. I’m not telling you this to gain sympathy, but merely to enlighten you about my situation.
During stressful times, it’s easy to fall into a state of depression. That’s exactly what I allowed to happen to me during my move. I wasn’t sleeping my life away or feeling utterly hopeless, but I had no motivation to do anything, including blog. Every time I would go to write something, I would open my computer and stare at it for an hour, without a single word typed. Sometimes I would look at the free products people had sent me and just cry thinking about how much of a failure I was and how I had let these amazing people down. Because my house in California had to be kept spotless during the moving process, there was no baking allowed. I had no idea how much I used baking as a creative outlet for mood management, until it was taken away from me. So there I was, unable to bake, my whole life changing, and I was stuck.
It wasn’t until we actually drove away and left Sacramento that the cloud lifted off of me. My mind was clear and full of ideas. So, here I am, living in the Northwest, starting my new life. I’m ready to be a great blogger again. I’m ready to post on Instagram daily and my blog (at least) bi-weekly. Before anything, though, I’m ready to post some reviews. So, please expect a massive influx of reviews until they are D-O-N-E, DONE.
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Much love my little crunchies 🙂