Disclaimer/Explanation:

I've been blogging a lot more lately, or at least trying to. This increase is mainly due to the pondering I have been giving to documentation and it's importance and relevance. While at Shell's house I produced an impressive 25 layouts (30 pages) and was in quite the scrapbooking groove after lying dormant for about a year. (since we moved-) Despite this groove and my good intentions to continue said groove during Timm's 2-week departure, I am not feeling it. Part of it is frustration because I create all these things, but then no one ever bothers to look at them besides me. I enjoy the process (most of the time) even though it's time-consuming and I devote to it money and space which are both in very short supply. Still, I'm left wondering... is it really that important? Is it worth all the time, effort, money, and space I dedicate to it? (sometimes...) I think I'm just in a funk, but regardless of the duration of this funk I decided that more regular blogging was the answer. Even when I am scrapbooking it's not regular enough to document everything, but blogging can capture it all. Plus, when I do have a page that I want to do I can reference my archives for the details or the journaling itself. Ultimately I would love to publish my blog annually and keep all the volumes as my personal journals. So- for the first time, I really am blogging primarily for me. I love comments and visitors, so I am going to make a concerted effort to come out of the shadows and stop my lurking, but still- I am blogging for me. Yes, for my posterity as well since in published form they will be easier to access years from now, but for now it's my journal. That said, I realize many posts may not be of interest to anyone but me or only those very close to me. I realize that sometimes I may sound negative, very often depressed, but always real, upfront, and honest. When I have a record of my life I don't want anything to be left out. I don't want a rosy portrait only painted of me. I want my kids and my future self to know who I really was, and am. So I'm going forward, Doogie Howser- style in an attempt to capture my (near) daily thoughts, failures, accomplishments, and love of those I share them with. Consider yourself warned- read at your own risk.