Once again it’s been almost a year since I’ve written anything.  I think I wrote a post once called Consistently Inconsistent.  If that doesn’t perfectly summarize my journaling experience these past four or five years I’m not sure what does.  It’s comforting, right?  I’m super predictable.

Anyway, lots going on lately.  I must write it down because I could kick the bucket at any moment, and I would regret not writing down what was going on in my life before I did.  Because my children will not be whole unless they know that I spent the last few hours of my life baking delicious cookies for them.  Or maybe I was watching The Bachelor.  Whatever, they’ll want to know these things.

Let it begin.  Again.