It's Good To Be Back

I know, I know... I haven't exactly been keeping my promise of writing on here regularly, but like the title says, it feels good to be back.

Back in a familiar place, surrounded by familiar people, and faced with familiar feelings.

Back here writing on my blog and sharing my familiar situations straight from the computer where it all began.

Back in the Wild Wild West.

Back home, surrounded by my family's own definition of love, that I wouldn't trade for the world (well, ok... maybe sometimes).

It's totally cliche to say, but it feels like I never left! The funny part about this is that I feel like I didn't just come back home, I literally invaded. I guess I'm a perfectionist at heart, and I like doing things right the first time around, which explains why my room is still a mess, and not painted, with my old furniture right where I left them.

Here's my excuse: it's a mammoth job to do all on your own, and it helps when you have personal and outside motivation, and the support of the ones you love. Clearly, something's lacking, and I'm not about to point fingers towards others when I am responsible for myself and my own surroundings in the production that is my life.

Alrighty. This is where I need to take a deep breath and focus and remind myself to take it all in baby steps... Baby steps... Baby steps... But I don't WANT to take it all in baby steps. I want to do it and get it over with, so what the hell is stopping me?

OK, enough whining and complaining and questioning for one afternoon. After all, everything happens for a reason, so if I'm "stuck" in this situation, there must be a reason for it. We'll soon find out!

This was a short "Hello!", but I'll be back real soon, I promise. So for now, I'll leave you with my wise fortune cookie message from last night:

Your Own Path Is The Best.