Feeling like a blog posting failure . . .

Here it is almost the end of May, Memorial Day weekend for crying out loud, and all my good intentions of maintaining this blog on a regular basis just keep going out the window.
I created a chart (I'm a big one for charts and lists) that should have helped me track the number of times I posted here each month, and on other sites like Goodreads, Pinterest, etc. and the chart sits empty. In fact, scanning my desk quickly, I can't even find the darn thing, let alone know when I last posted to any of those sites. Ugh!
So, on this yet another rainy day, I sit at my desk and ask myself, why aren't you posting? Why aren't you trying to gather a faithful readership which every freaking blog out there on writing says is an absolute necessity these days, not only for sales, but also to catch the eye of an agent and/or publisher?
I shake my head, stare out the window at the endless rain (nine days and counting, but hey, I am so grateful we don't live in Moore, Oklahoma and best of luck to all of you, I wish I could send you some of my extra stuff, like dishes and clothes that we don't need and you do, but I digress) and think . . . I don't write this blog because one, I'm not sure anyone ever reads it, two, I'd rather put what little writing time I do have into my novel, and three, I am just too darn busy trying to make a living editing and reading books for review--after six hours at the computer for work, another one for personal emails and a laugh or two at stuff on Facebook, I really, really need to get away from this screen and look at real light, even murky, rainy daylight. I read one-three hours each night so I can plow through ten or eleven books a month and with a garden, a husband, two cats, and a house to care for, that doesn't leave much time for anything else, like posting on a regular basis.
So, my apologies once again to those readers who have left comments from time to time--I didn't answer because I'm a snot, but because I just figured out the way to actually see your comments and I feel really bad that months have gone by without any kind of response. I thought I was writing this stuff and shipping it off into the endless void of cyberspace, but apparently there are a few of you out there who have connected and liked what you read.
 For those of you who have been following, here's a quick synopsis of what's happened to me in the past couple of months--the knee injury has been a major setback for someone who is used to walking on a daily basis regardless of weather conditions, but I am thankful it is slowly getting better-no deep knee bends still or kneeling, but hey, I can climb a flight of stairs without pain and walked on the beach with my sons, although I had to wear a knee brace. My hubby and I spent eight days on Oahu and came back to all this rain. We stayed with my oldest son and had a grand time. Hawaii is definitely on the must-travel-to-again list and will be vying for time and money with Mexico from now on. I am back to work, glad that my inbox is constantly full, and the stack of books by my bed never seems to diminish as new titles appear on a weekly basis . . .  those books give me hope that some day a reviewer will be reading my novel or memoir(s). So, if you read this and want to comment, that'd be grand. Living life keeps me busy and my writing time is precious, but I'll try to make more frequent appearances here for all our sakes. Aloha and Mahalo.