You'd think I'd have given up on this by now, I'm as bad at blogging as I am at journaling, which means both skip huge chunks of time and who knows what has happened to them. Heck, I don't even know what happens to time, it just keeps moving and swirling me along until I pause to take a breath.
Currently my life is in a potential upheaval of big proportions but I'm stuck in a limbo holding pattern, and today I am making lists. With how much I love lists you'd think I would be more organized but no. Maybe lists allow me the illusion of doing something and moving forward without actually doing so, they are certainly keeping me sane right now.
Maybe I'll post again, in the same year next time. ;)