It’s only been 17 days since I said I was being stretched too thin.  And truth be told, I’m probably still stretched a little on the thin side.  Snow is melting, which means that the construction industry and all the satellite industries that orbit and are sustained by that gas giant are gearing up for the ‘08 season.  That means go time for me; building those things I’ve designed and sold during the day, rifling dinners into my pie hole in the evening, kissing the kids goodnight, then rushing out the door to meet with more prospective clients.

But there’s still stuff I want to say here.  Stuff about my kids, telling them and my reader how brilliant and talented they are.  Other stuff too, the dumb things I do, that by airing it out here feels almost confessional.  Which will help my kids understand in the years to come why they feel so eager to put dad in a home (but then at the last moment decide to let me live with them - right Agalia?  DJ?).

Not to mention I paid for two years of hosting.   I’m not throwin’ that away.

So slowly, I’m going to strip to my skivvies and dip my white belly back into the blogging waters.  Nutmeg has this cool thing going where you steal other people’s ideas and make them your own.  I like having things come easy and taking credit for anything I’m given credit for, so it seems like as good a reason as any to post again.