I’ve been really lax in my blogging lately.

If I’m honest with myself I’ve been really lax in just about everything over the past month or so. I could probably justify it if it was just here since this is my personal blog, and the one that’s supposed to be just for fun.
But even the blogs and sites I maintain to earn income from have been ignored lately. And I can’t really put my finger on why that is.

In the old days I would have beat myself up over this and pushed even harder. But it’s a new month, the start of my favorite time of the year,and I’ve decided that it’s okay to accept the fact that my mind and my body needed a rest. I owe a big thanks to Shileen Nixon for pointing out that yes, it really is okay to stop and reboot every once in awhile.

After my bike ride this morning I just sat in front of the window, breathed in the damp morning air and thought about mornings that felt and smelled just like this at the cottage when I was a kid. :)

It’s so nice to have the option of stopping and taking a break when I need it. But break time is over now, and I have a new and more compelling motivation to get my act together and create even more success for myself. (Sorry, that’s all ya get for now — I don’t want to jinx it.)

Anyways, the main purpose of this ramble is just to say that I’m back and re-committed to posting more, both here and on the other sites as well.

Thanks for being here!

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I love Mondays. The start of a whole new week and, if you want them to be, the start of a whole new life.

It seems to me like I’m always starting over these days. When you wake up one morning and realize that not only is your life half over, but that it’s pretty much been a waste of time up to this point, there’s really not much else to do but start over. And in a really big way.

So here I am… re-awakened and determined this time to live what’s left of my life to the fullest. To fit as many experiences of love and adventure as I can into the time that’s left to me. And to make as many of the dreams I remember dreaming come true.

Thanks for being here.

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