Dear readers who haven't given up on me,
First off I'd like to say many, many thanks to those of you who have emailed me and pretty much said what the hell is going on with you. I've learned that people who give me that kind of crap are the ones who care most about me. So thanks for caring ya'll. I could feel the love, even when actually especially when I wasn't able to respond to it.
In a nutshell I've been all wrapped up in my 9-ness and hit a wall of overwhelm which led to an almost complete shutdown. After the termite fiasco which made being at home feel icky - not at all good for a big time homebody - and a sorta I-gotta-stop-living-here panic and then an oh-shit-I-finally-figured-out-that-I wanna-be-a-writer so let's practice our self-sabotaging techniques, I embraced the I of my Meyers-Briggs INFJ pretty much to the point of hermitness except for going to work. (Damn is that one horrible sentence, but life felt like that sentence reads so I'm gonna leave it. Sorry English majors.) The good news is I think I'm finally on the other side of all that mess. I HAD to do something creative today for work and that really helped to get things going again. And after work tonight I watched Christine Kane's dvd again which gave me a good and much needed kick in the derriere. Hip, hip hooray. So I'm back. More to come, I promise.