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Riding on Wagons (Proverbial, Not Literal or Alcohol-Related)

December 5, 2012

Scarlett squishing my face. Just look at her determination.

Oh, I’ve been away for so long that I don’t even know where to start. That’s usually the hard part, isn’t it? Getting restarted. But I’ve missed you. We were doing so well, too, and then I totally fell off the blogging wagon. And I fell hard. I was busy, if it’s any consolation. I did a play, which was lovely. Then Thanksgiving happened, and now it’s almost Christmas, which means it’s almost New Year, which means that I’d like to get myself back on track for 2013. Or at least feel that way because I love new beginnings. I mean, who doesn’t? Well, I guess people who hate change, but I can’t help myself. I think this is partly why I love theatre because after every show closes, you get to start anew with the next production.

I need to revisit some of my goals. I have a stack of books to read on my nightstand that’s as tall as Scarlett, and although I am most definitely not nesting, I have an overwhelming need to organize. I’m not sure what it means. Perhaps my crazy is redirecting into productive OCD. Cleanliness is next to happiness in my book. Oh, and you’ll probably be happy to know that I am feeling happier these days. I guess I had some serious post-partum depression. It is no joke, friend. It is a nasty and ugly beast that I’d like to punch in the balls. Or ovaries. (I don’t want to gender discriminate.) It was a rough couple of months, and I’m only too happy to get off that dark wagon ride. So, thanks for waiting. Love you.

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