A few things
If I happen to win the Dyson vacuum, Kathryn, I'll let you borrow it since it was you who alerted me to sign up. ; ) Heh, even my kids are aware of how much I'd like one of those. There's still time to enter, but you'd better hurry!
You know, it pains me to host a pity party such as yesterday -- which was actually a little less pity and a lot more party than if I'd posted on Monday! ; ) I don't think I do it too often, or take advantage, considering how often and how long I've been keeping this blog, and given the M.O. that's developed (and, really, what if I do?). I almost always have a little twinge of regret, though, and while I've never actually taken down a post, I have quickly posted something else as a "cover up."
How can I really be sorry, though? I show you my cuts and bruises, you kiss them and make it better. I know I'm not the only one with problems. Every *hug* and "I hear ya" and bad appliance story helps me remember that I'm not alone, keeps me focused on the light at the end of the tunnel -- and maybe helps others, too. By getting something out there, it makes it easier to remove myself and see the situation more objectively, to think more clearly. It's not that I'm completely isolated here, but there are things that I find it easier to "talk" about by writing to the whole wide world rather than talking one-to-one. There's too much baggage wrapped up in that. I do sometimes regret the loss of anonymity here.
Meanwhile, just a few things...
>They don't build 'em -- or stand behind 'em -- like they used to, do they? It seems that even major appliances are built to be disposable these days. The one appliance that I wouldn't mind replacing -- the $400 monster microwave that takes up half the kitchen counter, a wedding present back in '85 -- refuses to die. Naturally.
>I need to simplify my life. This has a lot to do with organizing and the slow purge that's already underway, but there are some other things I continue to do that I really don't enjoy anymore, for whatever reason. I keep doing them just because I always have. I'm going to change that. I'm giving notice. (I still have the pay the bills, though, so this does not mean at work.)
>There are a couple of hammers -- or "other shoes" -- that I know are falling, but I've been keeping them aloft. They're always looming, though, and I'm tired. It's time to let 'em fall so I can move on and deal with the aftermath.
>I am feeling so much better. There's more but I've run out of time.
I'll be looking for Harlot reports from Minnesota tomorrow. ; ) I wish I could be there! I'll be thinking of you guys tonight -- and I'll get there eventually. (Ooh, that kind of sounds like a warning, doesn't it!?)