You have now entered the slacker zone

I've been having real motivational issues the last week or so. It probably has to do with the situation in my last blog, but regardless I have really been slacking. I just don't feel like doing anything I don't have to right now. The dishes are stacking up in the sink, Transformers are all over the office floor, puzzles are all over the kitchen table. The bathrooms are in desperate need of cleaning as are the floors and kitchen (in hindsight, I kind of miss the cleaning lady, and no dear I don't want her back). I haven't showered since last Friday. We end up having pasta, eggs, or getting food to go for dinner. Even the Tivo is almost full because I haven't been watching shows. In fairness there are a large number of children's shows on it that my son won't let me delete (we have 30 episodes of Phineas and Ferb alone), and my wife has many shows she is behind on. I have been feeding and clothing the children and making sure they get to and from school, but not much else. I should go work out, or do something otherwise productive, but I'm just not feeling it. I think part of it born of the frustration of parenting my two darling boys and their inability to play nice (I had one of those "what in the hell am I supposed to do with you two" moments earlier). In fact I have new nicknames for them, Q is now the Instigator, and O is the Reactor. Q right now is into doing things to test me and his brother, and see how many buttons he can push and for how many times in a row. O provides the perfect foil for this, and thus he is the Reactor (it also works on the nuclear reactor level, because that is the level of response O provides). So I'm just kind of through with the two of them, and that feeds into my blase.

I guess the next question is what exactly have I been doing? Writing this blog, it's a good distraction. Mostly I've been spending entirely too much time online on two things. No, one of them is not porn. One would be my usual obsessing over my fantasy football teams, for all the good it is doing for their success. The other has been looking into this whole blogging (mainly reading other people's blogs) and more specifically daddy blogging thing. Not that this is shocking, but I am finding I have no idea what in the hell I am doing with this blog or blogging in general. There are some really talented people out there doing this, not only do they know what they are doing technically, but they are great writers too. I mostly just ramble on incoherently. Some of these people are even making (or trying to at least) make money from their blogs. There are whole forums and groups devoted daddy blogging. I am way behind the curve on all this stuff. In matching my mood, I'm not sure I care. Would it be cool to be read and have my writing recognized, of course. I don't want this to become boring or tedious or even a job. Right now this is therapy to me, an escape, I'd like to keep it that way. Now I need to snap out of this funk and get the boys bathed and the kitchen clean before my lovely wife comes home. If she asks, I've been working really hard at home.