Moving Day

It's an interesting feeling I am experiencing as I prepare to close up shop around here, and begin again at my new home. I know many of you will be lost in the mix, and that's okay. Who knew there would be so much comfort in silly statistics that may or may not accurately reflect the number of eyes that fall on my words?

I started alone and was prepared to remain alone... typing out words that had been locked in my head for so long, with the reward being in the exercise, itself. But, lo and behold, you read my words and accepted them. And accepted me. And supported me. And helped me. And guided me. And reassured me. Such a surprise... such a gift.

And so now the thought of being alone isn't as freeing as when I first began. But it's an opportunity to change and to grow. To do some things, perhaps, a little differently. Which is good.

So, for those of you who want to tag along to help keep my sanity in check, come on over. For the rest of you...

Thank you.

Under the Knife

Attention: For anyone who is remotely interested in my whereabouts, I am currently undergoing blogger reassignment surgery (BRS). I am having to use every last brain cell I own to make the switch from Blogger to Wordpress, basically because I am an idiot and have no idea what I am doing. I do, however, pride myself in being an excellent direction follower, and since you can find directions for just about anything on Google these days, I am determined to succeed. My new friends in the tech support department over at Bluehost are being very patient and have talked me off the ledge more than once.

So until further notice, go about your blogging business. And don't miss me too much.

PS: As absurd as this all sounds, it is true. I am not being held hostage by my teens and being forced to create a cover story for my absence.