I'm still here, I just have nothing to say.
Well, that's not technically true. I always have something to say, but it's not always nice, constructive, charitable, etc . . .
I've been making some significant headway with my Lenten house cleaning/spring purge, but I have many baseboards to wash before I sleep. That's really what Robert Frost was talking about, you know.
You've probably all run away to fancier blogs that allow comments, as you should, and I just don't have it in me to write anything more tonight.
I think I'll just sit in my incredibly clean basement and soak up the ambiance. I have a feeling it won't last long.