Dusting Off Ideas

I was convinced at a younger age that if I stood in front of a library bookshelf long enough, THE life changing book would leap off the shelves into my hand and it would magically spin my world into the "if" positives. 25 years later, I'm not magically smarter, prettier, more lilting or debonair.

That elusive book? I may have found it. If I die tomorrow, I would list "The Elegance of the Hedgehog" as THE life changing book, so far. I was also convinced, like most adolescence, that my life would unfold in a particular fashion, just as it did in the pages of my favorite books. So far, it hasn't. Most of what I idolized has let me down and the rest? Surprised me. It took me 30 years to "get over" aspects of my life that I mis-perceived, the same 30 years to discover the confidence I once had and a small group of amazing people to drag me kicking and screaming to where I am thus far.

I was under some delusion that I was afraid of nothing. Really? I was just afraid of the wrong things. Those of you who have peeked in through the years know that, here, in my reality, everyone gets renamed for various reasons. My 5 avengers? GI Jane, The Blond Wonder Woman (here to fore BWW, Red and My Lovely. Of course there is the pseudonymous hubby, but that's a given. Keep your eyes peeled for future adventures involving my adventurers. As always, it is a mis-adventure in the making.

And,so, I'm back. In a way. I let the place collect dust for a while. Then, by happen stance I traveled through my junk box recently to discover a post that some random computer had attempted to leave and wondered about my little bubble in the world. I suppose the most interesting aspect was that, occasionally, people still wander here. And I've not posted in two years. I have no more time than I did years ago, less, in fact. But here I am with a renewed enthusiasm to share what no one, in reality, thought they ever wanted to know about my life, and what you, out there, are strangely, oddly, compelled to read. Have at it!!