catching my breath.

Sometimes in the race we call life, just like any other race, we need to slow down and take a break and catch our breath for a minute in order to regain our energy and keep moving. 

At least that's what I'm told. I try not to run if I can help it. 

My point is that I disappeared from blogging for a while. I needed to take a break and catch my breath in my real life. The last six months have felt pretty non-stop for me. I started a job before we'd even unpacked and felt very disconnected from my life in Virginia and my family in Wisconsin. I dove in to my life here in Florida and it feels like I'm finally coming up for air. 

I'm in the middle of a transition from one position at my agency to another and it means a little time off from work and then a shift to less hours. But what it really means is that I am catching my breath. 

And that means more structure and more things that I've neglected. Like answering text messages in a timely manner. And cleaning my house regularly. And blogging. 

So, hello again. It's nice to be back.