Would you believe that we are in the summer - the August - of 2024?
Somehow, once again, time has flown away from me and I have left this blog unaccounted for - despite the fact that it is now over ten years old. Happy anniversary, blog. I'm glad you've stuck around, even if I didn't use you all the time.
I guess that means thanks to the Google-Gods for not shutting the site down, because I'd have no way of backing up these blog posts if they did so. I was thinking about that last night. This year, you see, I've had a physical book I've been trying to journal in before bed. It hasn't been every evening, nor every week, in truth, but it's been coming along okay. I think it's meant that I haven't felt the need to jump on here - there's only so many places I can relay the same information.
However, it's been an interesting turn of events because while the book is physical and easy to reach, it also can be stored and looked back on more easily. I can look back at how far we've come just by flipping the pages - but once it's finished, once the book has been filled out and covered in my ink scrawls, it goes into a box and might not see the light of day again for several years. Or until I am feeling nostalgic.
Meanwhile, this blog is kinda forever. It's never going to run out of pages because I can just make a new post. It means that I can actually get to a 10 year anniversary because it's keeping track of when those posts are made and how far back I have been writing them. I can look at who I was, ten years ago, and learn from that. Reminisce in that. I can do that with the books too, I guess, but it's not really the same. There's a lot more hunting involved in that, in finding the right book amongst my horde of written pages. It means pulling a lot of junk out from under the bed, which I don't like doing very often because it just makes a mess (and makes me sneeze).
So here we are, bored at work (classic) and reminded that this blog exists to write in. I don't think I'll be doing it so often this year because of the physical one, but it's good to know that it's here when I need it - and when I need a good ten minutes away from the emails just to spit out some of my inner thoughts and thinking.
I'm tired. Happy, but tired.
Married, happy, tired.
Married, happy, busy and tired. Probably the busy is causing the tired, but it doesn't look like it's going to end any time soon.
Married, happy, busy, tired and feeling rather fulfilled. Life is pretty good at the moment, lots of friends, lots of fun things to do - birthdays, weddings, you name it - and I think that's part of why the busy times aren't stopping quite yet. Maybe they will as the days grow darker and colder and we move into the winter. We'll see. I'm not sure yet.
