Oh Dear... And other random musings.

It looks like I have been consistently hitting writing plateaus. Hey, at least I deliver exactly what I promise: a highly inconsistent writing schedule. Winter is here, Seattle has been uncharacteristically kind with the weather, and life, in general, has been slow and gentle. However, things are due to pick up again pretty soon, as I prepare to relocate (yet again) in order to avoid the five miles of traffic that I hit on my way home from work. The bad thing about this is that my blog should technically be renamed into "Klueless in Lynnwood," since that is where I will be moving. Sigh. There was something romantic about living in the city. Now the romance will be wiped out in favor of 1. cheaper rent 2. shorter commute and 3. savings on gas. But hey, I'll have a whole new area to explore! The good part about moving is that I will be able to run during lunch hour now. My running habit has been nearly eradicated by early nightfall. Call me a wuss -- not wanting to run when it's dark. I like to think of myself as safety-conscious. In the meantime, I use the access card graciously given to me by a property across the street from where I work to utilize their fabulous fitness center. Speaking of which, it's treadmill time. Off I go. Hopefully to return relatively soon and not in another 6-12 months.

Where Do I Begin... Again

It's been 9 months since I've written a post. Life has a way of flying by. When I realized what my last post was about it made me crack up. If anyone is curious, I only lasted in that job for three weeks after posting my "Signs It's Time To Quit Your Job." Not because of the post, but because I was lucky enough to finally score my dream job. Right before and after that, life became a whirlwind. Between moving apartments and learning new responsibilities I've abandoned a lot of the things I used to love before, such as writing. But in the process I've also picked up a few new hobbies, such as running. Life is tremendously different from a year ago, and frankly I don't know where to start with my thoughts, but I guess something is better than nothing at all. I think I'm ready to include my old hobby in my new schedule again. Once again, no promises to write on a regular basis. But I will try my best.

Still loving my Seattle. Still dreaming of New York.