Or the victim of any other tragic demise. I’ve just been a bad, bad blogger.

This week has swooped down upon me in a rush of busy. Aside from work being busier than usual, and thus leaving me more exhuasted, I’ve been working on frantically finishing up knitting projects, doing lots of behind the scenes organization for the Off the Needles pinup calendar that I’m producing with the Gray Lady Artists Collective–you’ve still got time to reserve your copy on the Kickstarter site!–and planning what I hope will be the first in a series of Cupcake and Conversation gatherings featuring a tasting menu of mini cupcakes and my fascinating and witty friends.

(You all have to be fascinating and witty now. I’ve told the internet you are, so that makes it true.)

Aside from that, I’ve also been cleaning! For those of you that may not know me well, this is best classified as a minor miracle. I have a really difficult time motivating myself to clean; aside from aforementioned exhuastion, I’m easily distracted and have a high mess tolerance. I’ll never have a home that looks like the centerfold in Organized Living–too much neatness and organization makes me twitchy–but I know I could be doing a lot better than I am.

I think I may have found the secret weapon, though–Chore Wars. It’s super nerdy, but it basically turns cleaning into a game, where your earn experience points and fake gold for your cleaning adventures, and compete. It’s designed for use by a household or office, but I got some friends who were also looking for motivation and are nerdy enough to appreciate this and a bunch of us have signed up. It’s actually really working! Competing to see who is ahead in points is actually making me look for things to clean–and getting the points makes me go ahead and do those little daily tasks that I put off until they become overwhelming. I’m going to write more on this later, I’m sure, but it’s definitely given me a bit of a push.

It’s confusing the cats, though. I think they think it means we’re moving again, poor things. (And, yes, that should tell you something about my housekeeping skills.)