When I was about age 3, I loved to talk. Or so they tell me. And I loved to have an audience. (Don’t act so shocked). So I’d follow my dear mother every where she went and chatter on about this and that. And sometimes, she’d try to hide from me by curling up on the sofa against the wall. She’d hear me chattering on and on as I went to and from different rooms seeking an appreciative audience, and then, finally, I would find her and exclaim, ‘Oh! There you are! Now you can hear me!’
I’m sure she was thrilled. And now I’ll say it again. There you are! Didn’t take too long for me to find my audience again.
Where have I been? Well, not too far away. Two weeks ago the weather was so amazingly glorious that I do believe I forgot I had a blog. After all, who cares about reading or writing posts when the great outdoors is affectionately calling your name; flowers are blooming and birds are chirping and you can just be one with nature. My revelry was a bit disrupted mid week when my boss informed me that I was to get my insurance license or katy bar the door. Actually he didn’t say it quite like that but you get the idea.
So for the next week I had no life. None whatsoever. My house missed me. My husband missed me. I missed me. And I didn’t even have the brain space to wonder if you missed me.
That all sounds a bit melodramatic. But the good news is, I now have my insurance license and a life! It was wonderful to be reunited with myself. Or something.
As a side note, let me thank all my lovely friends for being so marvelously happy for me. Your high fives and congratulations made me feel stellar and all I did on the way home was chatter to Wesley about how loved you made me feel. Thank you :).
And so I’m back. I think. Except its gorgeous again and my pool is steadily warming up, its at a rather cool 75 right now but I have high hopes.
But I’ll do my best to keep you posted (heh heh) and hope you’re all doing fabulous.
I did miss you.
And now I’m off to redeem the time.