Hello, gentle readers:  From time to time, I suggest that the best way to read this blog is from the inception in September of last year.  I suppose it’s because you may get a better sense of who I am and what I’m jabbering about if you start at the start.  But, you know what?  My thinking and the offspring of said thinking – this blog – are completely random and non-linear, so knock yourself out and read it any way you’d like. 

It’s been an interesting day today.  I finally gave up on the great iPhone Internet Experiment today.  It was cost me an arm and a leg to get internet access using the phone as a hot spot.  So, today, I ordered a TV/Internet bundle that will greatly improve my on-line access.  I’ll just have to avoid the siren song of Pawn Star marathons and Storage War showdowns.  (I read that Dave Hester was suing the production company for planting goods in the lockers… Yup!)

Seriously, TV is just another distraction that I will have to manage, just like every other distraction (you’ll excuse me if I don’t make a list of those, otherwise I may be too inclined to indulge in one or two of them).

The counterpoint to losing out to the TV/Entertainment Industriocomplex (not quite sure of the right word there, so I made one up) was reconnecting with an old friend.  This is a person I spent many quiet moments with last summer talking about everything under the sun.  She’s a great listener and an even better friend, so it was nice to chat with her briefly today.

I’m not certain yet that I shared this new with you, but I finally received my back payments from unemployment!!!  Yay, me!  This battle had raged since last July, and I had to go to court to prevail.  Whew.  At least I know where my next few farthings are coming from…

Life, currently, is moving forward in a positive manner.  I was happy to get my stuff up here to the house, but now I’m mired in the process of unpacking and organizing – UGH!  Professional Crastinators hate these chores the most, because I’ve got a chair to sit on, a bed to sleep in, a kitchen to cook in, and a fully functional bathroom.  That furniture and those boxes stacked up in the living room?  No problem.  I get everything I need.  “All I need is this lamp, and the ashtray…”  Sorry, requisite quotes from “The Jerk.”  Seriously, I’ve got all I need.

So, how do we solve this problem of apathy and sloth?  Simple – you schedule a party for one month from move-in.  I’ve now got 22 days to whip this place into shape for the big shindig on March 30^th!  That’s one way to self-motivate.  So, all of you who are reading this, make sure to mark your calendars.  Saturday, March 30, starting at 1PM here at my humble abode, everyone is welcome.  The party will end whenever the last guest leaves, which looks like Tuesday, April 2^nd according to early RSVPs.  I have plenty of room on the property for tents if you want to bring one.  I love my friends and I’ve driven countless miles just to visit with them, but this is my chance to host! 

By the way, you will also have the sweetest little baby in the world in attendance.  My peanut, April, as most of you know, had her own little peanut last May.  Stella, otherwise known as the center of my universe, will be 10 months old when she attends the soiree.  Wow – time really does fly.

Speaking of time flying, I did some math the other day and I was not happy with the outcome.  Here is the thing… I absolutely intend to return to a classroom this fall.  I do not know where, what subject, etc. but I am fairly confident that I’ll be somewhere when the bell rings.  That being the case, if I left school last June 17^th, then I have been ‘on sabbatical’ for almost 9 months.  That means I’ve been off longer than the time I have remaining.  Bummer.  Oh, well.  I still have about 5 more months to get my feces in one container – or, if you prefer, to get my shit together… 

Tomorrow is filled with coffee, breakfast, haircut (thank God!), and a housewarming party, but next week is shaping up as a productive one.  Yesterday, I went to the health food store and bought ingredients for homemade granola.  Holy crap, the recipe made 15 cups!  I will have yogurt and granola breakfast for the foreseeable future.  Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

Okay, stop.  Stop.  Just freaking stop!  Dang!!!!  Is this blog turning into a repository for every day minutiae?  I made granola… blah blah… I took a dump… blah blah…  I woke up at 5:15… blah… blah… Fucking blah…

I’m going to shut it down for today.  I started out with some important thoughts and I devolved into something else.  The blog – like me – continues to be a work in progress.

I hope you’ll hang with me.