The Main Reason: I've been occupied with reading my old diaries. I am up to 1975 now. Most of what I wrote would be of no interest to anyone else, and a great deal of it is quite boring. Sometimes I am reminded of sad or unpleasant things that happened, and sometimes I wrote about really funny incidents. There are some tales that could be worth re-writing into a story for others to read, if I can only figure out how to go about it. Meanwhile, I will keep reading.
Secondary reasons: Christmas activities, a jigsaw puzzle in process, books to read, continued attempts at knitting. and a (temporary?)loss of enthusiasm for writing.
Furthermore, when it gets dark by 4:30 p.m., all I really want to do is go to bed!