I stopped blogging 3 years ago. It wasn’t a conscious decision, on June 6, 2009 I wrote a blog post about my misadventures with AT&T, and then just never wrote another one. I suspect my material had dried up. Once I was married a couple of things happened: first, I became boring. After all, part of my allure (okay all of my allure) to my small reading public lied in the basic fact that my life was a train wreck. In terms of blog entertainment, Tom (frmly BBD and then BGE) couldn’t compete with the drunken, gambling antics of the Pissed-Off Bastard. In terms of grounding my ass and settling me down, Tom won (and still wins) hands down, but without the highs and lows I found I had very little to write about outside of my marriage. And three years ago, I was fairly loathe to write about my marriage or Tom.
I’m over that now.
Coinciding with my general ordinariness, was my increasing participation on Facebook. But with all of my worlds colliding constantly on Facebook, I opt to write only pithy, optimistic (usually) posts about the food I’m cooking or the plants I’m planting. Basically, on Facebook, my goal is to avoid becoming the target of anyone’s schadenfreude.
So, I’m back.
About 22 months ago, I lost my job. Actually, 22 months ago to the day, I lost my job. I won’t discuss this, but in the end, my stress about not having a job is far less than the stress I experienced the last year of my job. If I’d known this, I probably would have had a better last year. Unemployment agrees with me. And thanks to time killers (when you are unemployed things are time killers; when you have a job, they are time suckers) such as the Food Network (hi Ina, hi Giada, hi Alton) and Pinterest (oh, how I love you Food and Gardening Boards) I’m becoming Henrietta Homemaker. When you wake up and realize that you have 8 hours before you can respectably have a cocktail, those hours loom very, very large. Hence, I took up cooking stuff out of my previous comfort zone (which was extremely narrow, in retrospect) and planting stuff other than tomatoes and marigolds.
I’m getting better at both. Bring on the Zombapocalypse, I’m ready.
Another benefit of unemployment is that Tom and I are able to travel without having to worry about my vacation time. Hence, we spend a lot of time in Florida. And a lot of that Florida time in Key West. We went for a week two years ago, before I lost my job, and since then I think we’ve been in Key West 7 more times. It’s been since the end of January this time, and I’m ready to go back, even though I know it’s going to be sweltering hot. And we do go other places than just Florida, despite what it seems. In the last 22 months, we’ve been to Seattle, Portland, Vegas (x2) and the Grand Canyon, where I had the honor of officiating my friend, Sister K’s wedding. (Yeah, you read that right, I officiated a wedding. That’s another thing I can do now.)
I’m so prepared for the Zombapocalypse I can even join them in unholy matrimony!
Anyway, I’m sure that maybe two of you will check out the return of CasaChristy when I post its return on Facebook, so Welcome!