Absenteeism

I have not been blogging. There are perhaps three of you who read this, and so the fact I've not been blogging may have gone largely unnoticed in the world. Regardless, I feel the need to explain.

I have been distracted. The distraction is male, caucasian, six foot one, dark haired, blue/hazel eyes, handsome, has a heart of gold (which he'll modestly deny) and is everything I would have wanted had I ordered him from Amazon. Yeah - it's been pretty good stuff, and we all know that's normally what I'd be all about in my writing.

If you know me, you already know I'm extroverted. Even if you don't know me, most folks with a blog fall into the extrovert category on some level. But only some of you know my introverted side - which is as strong and dominant as the extroversion. Just take a look at my Meyers-Briggs scores, and you'll see I've no middle ground on this one. I'm either an open book, or I'm not.

We are apparently in 'Not' mode.

Despite the fact that I have been filled with thoughts, have been writing, have even started a few blogs posts, I have nothing to say here. Really, I don't. Maybe it's that there's still so much to process, so much unnamed yet. Maybe it's that I want to protect him from my extroversion. Maybe I just don't kiss and tell. Maybe I'm still struggling with the idea that this is a bit fairy-tale for me. I'm used to the Grimm brothers, or at least Aesop's fables. I'm not used to stories that hint at happy endings. I may even be mildly intimidated by such a concept.

Not that intimidation has ever stopped me. Intimidating situations attract me, actually. If I'm intimidated, there must be something to learn, and that is how I start most of my adventures in life. I like adventure.

And, this is an adventure, and a damn good one at that. No idea how it will turn out. Isn't that exciting? I find it exciting.

Whatever the reason I've not been able to write about this, I think I'm done trying to publish anything about it here. In time, I may find things suitable to post. For now, I intend to enjoy my distraction and, apparently, keep it all to myself. Sue me.

It may happen, then, that I'm still absent from this a while yet, but it's my goal to get back to blogging daily or near daily. I hope you'll stick around to read what comes in the next week or so. There is really a lot to mention, even if I'm taking the man off the table as a subject. There's Mr. Bi-polar and my 911 call last week, there's the car, there's MARVIN who refuses my calls on Tuesdays because he is busy, amazingly high heating bills, and thoughts on the 83rd problem in life, known to buddhists as the problem of not wanting any problems.

So. See you later this week.