Welcome! And thank you!

I know it may not seem like many to some of you, but I'm up to 29 followers, and I know several of you have joined in the past week or so, so I wanted to reach out and say:

I am honored and flattered that you would want to join me here as babble on about life and silly things. It makes my heart smile to see when someone new has joined us, and when I get an email letting me know I've received a comment, I grin out loud. (and yes, that's a strange phrase, but it's true. try it sometime).

I also want to say to each of you, including the ones who have been here from the start:

...for being here and reading along. I've started blogs once or twice in the past, always to give them up within a few weeks...months at the most. But I know how excited I get to see when one of you has posted something new, and the possibility that maybe, just maybe, you get excited to see something I've posted...well, it makes me want to keep going with this little blog 'o mine. So...thank you.

And...tomorrow's Friday(!)
 
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Will I ever be not busy again?

Anybody else feel completely overwhelmed by her schedule? Tonight is one of my few "regular" nights at home with the hubs (we have standing plans on Tuesdays and Wednesdays, so Mondays, Thursdays and weekends are "open" in theory). But I've been on my feet almost the entire time I've been home.

I got home from work and my hubby persuaded me to walk over to the gym at our apartment complex (I'm a workout failure, so having someone else to suggest/encourage/force me to go is necessary). Then we came home and I started on some laundry and cooking dinner. We have an overnight meeting tomorrow night, so I also needed to make some coffee cake to contribute to the breakfast menu at the meeting. Then it was laundry, laundry, laundry until about 10. At that point I collapsed on the couch, spat out some quick design tweaks for a project for my aunt, and decided to show my face around here again. So much for a relaxing evening.

But it's been so much more relaxed than it could have been. That dear man that married me unloaded, reloaded, and ran the dishwasher for me tonight. He also cleaned up after dinner, and he built me a fire.

It's the fire that's my favorite.

 

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Maybe it really was a more relaxing evening than I first thought...