It’s been a slow crawl, this move to Atlanta.
I’ve realized that, despite all of my downsizing and decluttering, I’m still not very portable. And I’ve decided that portability is one of my main goals right now. If I decide to move to Manhattan in a few years, or Key West, or anywhere, really, I want to be able to stuff everything that has to go in the back of a box truck.
It’s doable, really, because I’ve discovered how many things that I really don’t want or need. I left a lot of things back in Huntsville — “temporarily,” if you will — and I haven’t missed most of it. (OK, I totally missed my cookie scoop, but I grabbed it on my last trip back.)
It’s been like losing a lot of weight that I didn’t even know I was carrying around. It’s freeing, being surrounded by only the things you actually use, the things you actually enjoy looking at.
It makes for way less noise in my head. I like it.
Entirely Adequate 
Want to come to my next Longaberger party?
Gifts from the heart. Yeah, I’m all about that.
How’re the ads working out for ya?
Ads?
The video ads on the blog. Maybe we should talk about this off-blog; feel free to delete my inquiry on the topic. I’d like to know if they’re helping, as I’m starting up my ages old blog again (once you’ve never before). I’m really excited about it.