signing off

If you are a regular to this blog you may have noticed I haven't written lately. I don't think I will be writing much more at all...not publicly. I have enjoyed the journey and it has taught me a lot and allowed me to grow, but every journey must come to an end and I am here. I am embarking on a new one: new adventures, new relationships, new challenges. I will continue to write...maybe one day manage to get a book together, but the "journal" type writing that has been this blog for so long is at an end...it is hard being exposed, opening yourself to everyone, and allowing everyone in...I need a break.

Thank you for reading.

home

I'm home...well, actually I've been home for a few days, but you wouldn't know it since my suitcases are still full of crap and sitting in the middle of the hall. Not only are they unsightly, they impede movement through the house. I put them there to motivate me...I know myself well enough to realize that if I put them out of sight they will remain there, possibly through the new year. Instead of motivating me to unpack and do laundry, however, they have instead just pissed me off and forced me to step over them EVERY time I need to walk down the hall. I keep scheduling time to go ahead and just get it all put away, but then I find other, much more important, things to do, such as facebook friending people and chatting online.

Not only do I have much laundry and cleaning to do, but the Pea is insisting we put up the Christmas tree and decorate the house. There are three females in my house, no males. The tallest of us is only 5'2" and one of them has fur and no thumbs so is absolutely no help AT ALL. Why I chose a NINE FOOT Christmas tree, I am still not sure, but the thought of dragging that thing into the house and getting it set up is a bit overwhelming. Add to that, the fact that I don't own a ladder...well, you can imagine.

Wish me luck...I am off to unpack and decorate (and by that I mean: go watch football).