I was a closet blogger. I’d been writing for years, but everything had been stored on my hard drive and apart from a few friends and relatives, my writings were unseen by human eyes. But as the Barenaked Ladies (a favorite of mine, BTW) say, “…If I hide myself wherever I go am I ever really there?” So I decided to haul myself and my stuff out of the hard drive and put it up here, to share with whomever’s interested.
I’m married. I have a child. I’ll probably have to lot to say about him. He’s pretty entertaining.
I have a dog. She has bladder problems which, I suppose, is another way of saying she pees on the floor. She’s 12 years old so that’s what, nearly dead in dog years? I don’t know, you do the math. I love her, but the bladder thing is really getting old.
I’m a runner. I’m not fast. I know the truth. I won’t be winning any races, so I don’t try all that hard. I used to enter lots of local 5Ks but I stopped because I couldn’t take the pressure to not be last. I came pretty close to being last in 2 local races and that was enough for me. So I moved on to races of considerable length with thousands of participants where I can place, if not in the middle, then at least in the final 1/3 of the field. I feel better knowing I beat at least 10,000 other people in a field of 30,000.
I like to read. You’ll rarely find me without a book in hand. My dream job would be a librarian or to work in a bookstore, but I doubt they pay as much as what I currently earn. Maybe when I retire from my real life I’ll take up shop in a bookstore.
I don’t drink coffee because I don’t like the taste. Not even the fancy flavored ones; I’ve tried them all and still don’t like them. I don’t smoke. I don’t take drugs unless they are presrcibed for me or I can buy them over the counter and I actually need them for something. I think Adam Ant wrote a song about me once…
Finally, I live in one of the Mid-Atlantic states.