SubscribeDear Friends,
If we don’t know each other yet, I hope you change that soon by leaving me a comment – to that end, a note about comments seems in order – it’s been my experience that blogs garner a lot of spam when they get going. Because of this, I will be moderating initial comments, and I do run Akismet in the background. If you think your comment has been inadvertently caught as spam or missed by me, feel free to send me an email to ask about it. but before you panic, give me a couple of days (or the entire weekend) because I’m not always accessible to a computer, although I try. 
And this would be a good beginning to an introduction to me. I’m not always near a computer, despite making my living as a technical writer. Like any good 18th century lady, I have myriad interests keeping me busy:
- I write
- I garden
- I dance
- I stitch
- I knit
- I paint and draw
- I am owned by cats
The general introductory things about me are relatively simple: I live on a small acreage in North Carolina’s Piedmont region (one also home to many many toads), am happily married for over seven years now to the EO. We are owned by three cats — the old lady cat with the mental capacity of a kitten, the queen of the household and her daughter, Dora the Explorer, who thinks she’s special because she has stripes in a house full of black cats — even the old man cat who passed on last year and the interloping visitor cat were black. In our home, being a simple tabby stripe does make you special!
I’m dealing with old patterns and habits about money, and am trying to work my love of teaching into a secondary income. There. I’ve said it out loud (as it were) and I’m in the process of working something up on multiple levels. While Im doing this with a fiew friends I’m finding both alove of the process and also a talent for helping other people get to their dream and in linking them to the resources they need to move forward in that direction. Hmmm. Time to look at this a little deeper, I think. But not right now. Right now it’s getting close to my bedtime. Pesky 40 minute commute to work without public transportation! ICK! (I MISS public transportation. I used to get so much work done on the bus…)
I’ve been missing the bus ride to and from work. I also used to read – and even write – while waiting for the bus in Milwaukee. But no chance here – maybe it’s time to look again into CDs and learn a third language (in 15 minute increments?)