Oh, my lovely people. HOW HAVE YOU BEEN?
I have been . . . not here. Not really anywhere. Working a fuckton, and then hosting people, and then back to work.
MY LIFE IS MAGIC.
Like, Lion, Witch, and Wardrobe magic. Including an ice queen [or maybe that was just the ice cube that flew out of my hand, onto the floor and then kept trying to make its escape as I grabbed at it until I corralled it and threw it into the sink with a bit more savagery than the situation warranted] and a lion's worth of cat hair, which has pushed cat shaving to the top of my list of Things I Will Do Someday, But Not Today, So Stop Pestering Me.
My temper may be frayed, lately.
Unrelated to anything: I wish I cared more about my yard.
Or maybe that's related to my magical to do list. I keep seeing ads/magazine spreads/blog posts on fall and its wonders [and I do love fall - it's my favorite of the seasons] and how everyone's yards look fantastic and I think, hey, I could spend a weekend doing that, and then I wake up on Saturday and I put the following songs on repeat AGAIN and then I do stupid house stuff and errands and then suddenly it's 8:30pm and I rewatch episodes of 30 Rock until I fall asleep because watching a new show is too exhausting.
I miss you all. So much.
Also, I shamed myself at physical therapy. Read about it here:
Yeah. This is my life.