About two months ago I quit my job. Not quite sure if that was the best decision I've ever made, but I made it and it is done. I told myself that now I have all kinds of extra time on my hands I should do more blogging. You can see that I wasn't extremely successful in that endeavor.
The funny thing though? I wrote a whole bunch of posts, and then deleted them.
See, I have this problem where I don't know how to share my feelings. I know I have written a blog post about this before where I feel like I'm bothering people.
Sometimes I start talking about myself and I can't quit. Then sometimes I can't even start to talk.
I've got problems.
Right now at this moment I have myself talked into the notion that no one really reads my blog a whole lot anyway, and I might as well just say whatever I want.
It has been a weird couple of months. Kinda riding this weird emotional roller coaster. Austin got a new job with the Railroad, and has been working a lot of hours, so I spend a lot of time alone. And I watch a lot of TV. Mostly Netflix. Season 7 of Supernatural is killing me. I also started a massive paint my living room project. Kinda stalled half way through it right now. It is going to look amazing when I'm done though. I've also come up with a ton of plans to organize and beautify the rest of our crusty old farm house. It will take a while though. Austin isn't very good at change.
Anyway. Right now it is mostly just a lot of list making and laying down plans.
