I'm Baaack!

What a year this has been.

I quit my job, but I told you that.

I've started three different jobs, one of which I really like but they are going out of business. The second I like, but after finding my client near death I'm not sure I can go back. The third...well, we'll see. I don't feel like I'm a good fit,  especially after the Christmas party, but time will tell. Six months and 21 days to decide, less if the Mayans are right.

My book is creeping along. I find it light in some areas, too sentimental in others.  Well, in six months and 21 days I will decide if I should continue. Less if the Mayans are right.

I've been thinking about those Mayans. If I believed their end-of-days calendar, I could be out spending right now, stuffing my face with gin and chocolate without fear of the consequences, driving Hubby's sports car without the horror of dinging it, telling all those people who bug me where to take a leap and on and on. But I don't believe them, so I will keep my doctor appointment on Tuesday, get the sway bar link (or whatever that thing is) fixed and go back to religiously working out at the Y.

The blog may take a new bend. It depends on where my heart lies at the moment I put fingertips to keyboard.  Cousin Zelda inspires me to write about our slightly moronic but...uh... interesting relatives. Love inspires some sentimentality. My church inspires me to write about faith and my friends and acquaintances give me ideas without knowing it.

So I'm back, semi-regularly. Please read, comment, share, laugh (I hope) and cry if you feel like it.