Where Did April, May and June Go?

My Mom came to visit me in Vancouver last week and she mentioned that I stopped writing new blog posts. My last post was on April 1st about the Easter Bunny, and I didn't even write anything, I just posted a cute photo of a rabbit.

I've been trying to figure out how I have spent the last three months and I have no clue. I haven't knit anything, although I did cast on a new hat. I haven't traveled. My photos folder is empty, which means I did not even pick up my camera. I was pretty swamped at work, but mostly with routine stuff. I saw a few movies, but I can't remember which ones. I didn't buy any new music or read any books that I can remember. I didn't teach my dog any new tricks. I pretty much didn't do anything except go to work, come home, hang out and repeat. And I can't help but feel like a total loser for that three months of nothing.

My days in Canada are numbered. I am returning to the US in July. I was hoping that I would have some Doogie Howser/Carrie Bradshaw-style epiphanies about life, moving, transitions, etc. but all I get is a perky feeling when I find a nice cardboard box by the dumpster at work.

So, the way I see it, I have two options. Option 1 is to continue in the 'nothingness' vein of existence and persist as a loser. Option 2 is to collect as many cardboard boxes as I can so that I may experience tiny moments of perkiness. Suggestions are welcome.