MIA: One Word, Two Meanings

OK, you got me. MIA is not technically a word per-say. I should have said, “MIA: One Abbreviation, Two Meanings.”

First Meaning – I have been MIA for a few weeks now to the Internet world. I’ve not been totally MIA, but the sitings have been rare. If I were famous, the paparazzi would  be getting big bucks for capturing my rare sitings in Internet land. Anyhow, so I’ve not been writing as frequently as I prefer to. I wish it was because I was off doing amazingly fascinating things, but nothing too terribly fascinating has been going on. Instead, I’ve been consumed with pushing through winter. I usually get home in the evenings, and when everything else is done, I write. However, during the past month or so, after I’ve forged through my day at work and attempted to contribute to the household, I’m dead exhausted. I sit down to write, but end up zoning out in front of a blank screen or dozing off. I have plenty that I want to talk to you about, but the energy hasn’t been making it through my finger tips. I’m hoping that when this Arctic weather backs off, my drive and energy will return, and I can pick up the writing pace.

Second Meaning – Steve is spending the week in MIA, AKA Miami. While Moanna and I are up here in the worst winter Virginia has experience in over ten years, Steve is living it up in Miami with the sunshine, warm weather, the ocean and palm trees. He is there on business all week, but I’m still a little bitter about it. I hope he as a successful work week, but part of me wants it to be cold and dreary all week. Hey, don’t you judge me. I am fully aware that I have a few issues to work through when it comes sunshine sharing. Steve was fully aware of this crazy side of me when he married me. We’re in negotiations as to how often the sun can shine when his is MIA.

To bring things full circle. Because Steve is in MIA, I am MIA to the Internet world. He pulls a lot of weight around the house, and when he’s not here, I have to cover for him. I don’t mind picking up the slack while he’s out of town because I know he’s working hard for our family, but man, it royally bites some days.

**In case you were wondering, I am aware of the crappy flow and grammar in this post. I’m just too tired to go back and fix it. If I take the time to fix it, you may be waiting another week for the next post to come. I’m zoning out and dozing off, so just roll with it. I’ll try to be more alert next post.

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