Cleaning out the Cobwebs

Damn… it’s musty around here.

And where did all those cobwebs come from? *cough* *cough*… I need a dust mop.

So yeah, it’s been a little sparse around here lately. And through no fault of anyone else but my own. I just get here and stare at my monitor, trying to think of something interesting, clever, or enlightening to say—and NOTHING comes out.

Nothing at all.

I’m sitting here, looking out the window at a beautiful sunset.  Throughout the entire day it’s been rainy, gloomy, chilly and dreary.  Yet just now, toward the end of the day, the clouds have broken to expose the sky and allow us to witness a gorgeous sunset.

Why do I bring that up?  Well, I feel as if I’ve been under a cloud as of late– more or less since July of last year.  I have moments of brightness, but then I turn around and the clouds of gloom are there again, showering on me as I go through life.

It’s time I cast away the clouds and aim for the sunset. 

Yeah folks, that’s me, waxing poetic.

I just went through my blog and marked on the calendar how many days I actually posted anything.  In May, I had six posts.  Six.  In April I had about five.  Most of the posts were gloomy and doomy and wallowing in self-pity. Nobody likes to read that kind of stuff.  It gets old.

Summer is here, and I’m ready to move on.  There are going to be plenty more obstacles to overcome in the next few months.  I want to be ready for them– and not allow them to knock me down any further than I’ve already fallen.

I need to laugh again.  I need to smile more.  I want to run, ride my bike, lay on the beach, go camping, read more books, travel, spend time with family and friends, and enjoy the life that I have ahead of me.

My dad died.  It’s been hard, and I’m reminded of his loss almost every day.  But as time goes on, it gets easier to think about him, talk about him, and enjoy my memory of him without being reduced to a puddle every time.  I’m almost there.  About 99 9/10 % of the way there.

Expect to see more frequent posts.  Even if I have nothing to say, I’m going to say something.  I need to get myself back into the swing of things here.  I miss this place, and I miss all of you.  And I promise, no more weepy, woe-is-me self-indulgence.

Unless, of course, I am feeling that way on some particular day… 🙂