Que Sera Sera

I’m just going to ignore the fact that it’s been so long since my last (pitiful) update and just dive back in to this space.

A few things:

1. For starters, this camera was delivered to me today. YES. I haven’t taken many pictures this year. The battery in my current camera won’t charge any more; the Google tells me I can fix that with some paper clips and a double volt, but hell no am I messing around with paper clips and batteries. Are you serious? I can’t even take a step without hurting myself (see below), so the thought of jamming a piece of metal into a battery makes me laugh. ANYWAY. Yes, I can- and probably will- buy a new battery, but I was ready for an upgrade. I am already in love with my camera and I haven’t turned it on yet. Let the picture taking commence!

2. At a BBQ on Sunday (or actually, a Smoked Meat Extravaganza per the invite), I fell ass over tea kettle off of a deck. In front of a lot of people. Holy. Shit. I have not been so embarrassed in such a long time. People fall all the time, everywhere, I know that. But who the hell wants to be that person? My right foot is mangled, but I am no longer convinced it’s  broken. There is a painful knot and some bruising, slight swelling, but I am hobbling around much better today. When I broke my right leg by the ankle six years ago, my foot turned purple almost immediately and was even more colorful the next day, so the fact that hasn’t happened by now makes me feel better. Still. Owie.

3. Change. That’s the operative word around here lately. Lots of changes. New glasses, for one. Putting the house on the market is another. And pursuing a master’s degree. Trips requiring passports. Change both excites and scares the crap out of me. Fear of change has led me to self-sabotage in the past, but I am fighting that so hard right now. It’s not easy.

This month marks 10 years since I first started writing online (originally at Diaryland). I’ve never been the most prolific writer, nor the funniest, the most profound, the wittiest, and so on, but journaling online has altered my life in ways I never imagined and I’m not quite ready to give it up.