I have been contributing here at Alexandria for nearly a year, and it has been a wonderful experience. I have enjoyed sharing my thoughts on issues of law, and you sharing your opinions which frequently differed. Through excellent debate I have learned a great deal from those who have commented on my pieces, and I am honored that you took time out of your life to read them.
But this is my last post at Alexandria (at least for a while), and it is part of a larger restructuring of my life.
It has everything to do with time. As regular readers may have noticed, recently I have been posting infrequently, and have been slow to comment (or I have not replied at all), but it’s not because I’m afraid to engage readers. It’s because I am (way) short of time, and I have decided it’s unfair to the readers who try to have conversation with me, but it turns out to be one-sided.
Long story short, in recent months when I have assembled my to-do list each morning, every day I realize that three of me couldn’t finish the list. The good news is that most of the items on my list are tasks I enjoy; the bad news is I worry so much about the things I enjoy but am not getting done—like checking in here, carefully reading comments, and giving a thoughtful reply—that I am often too distracted to enjoy even those things I am doing. That’s a dysfunctional situation that I am in the process of fixing.
(Side Note: My blog, The Country Thinker, has suffered as well, and I have committed to keeping articles to 500 words or less—some of my articles are over 1000 words and take 4-5 hours to research, write, and edit. I just can’t spend that kind of time blogging, and I think readers will appreciate shorter pieces as well.)
Let me explain where a lot of my time is going, and then how a to-do list can become so unwieldy will make more sense. As many of you know, I have a five-year-old son who will be my only child. We live in the country with no other children close, so not only am I a father teaching him to read, build things, and about nature, I am his primary playmate as well. Mom does a great job, too, but he’s in school where things like rough-housing are forbidden, so I have to make sure he gets enough rough-and-tumble time, which is more of my specialty than hers.
So from 7:00-8:45 in the morning (when the bus arrives), and from 4:30-9:30 bedtime, as well as most of the weekend, I spend most of that time with my son. Right now I’m still his hero, but in a few short years I know I will be seen as a know-nothing dork (some of you may already think that!), or at the least, not nearly as cool as his friends.
That is a considerable amount of time, and time I cannot in good conscience sacrifice. So many items on my to-do list have to be taken off until I get a few major projects squared away, and sadly, contributing here is one of them.
Long story short, I hope to return to writing here at some point, and if I do, you will know that I’ve gotten my life in better order. So I want to thank you all for taking the time to read my articles and post comments (even if I have been neglectful in replying), and, of course, H.M. for inviting me to publish here. And don’t worry, I’ll still be around, just maybe not as often.
God bless America, and God bless all of you.
I PROMISE to reply to any comments this time!