Saturday, November 13, 2010

Busy, Busy

I think about blogging a lot more than I actually blog.  Sorry about that I've been busy lately.  I have found that i now keep house when before I did not.  I think that living in the Airstream had a lot to do with that.  I find myself unable to walk by a sink full of dishes without washing them when before I would "get to them later."  It's strange to me and I think I might be nesting, I am almost thirty now and this could be the first ticks of a biological clock that I never thought I had. 

Tonight didn't start well, I locked my keys in my truck and had to call a locksmith to get them out.  We I say I locked them in there when technically the truck locked them in for me.  I should never set my keys on the bumper, I will post a photo later. 

Took the kids over to the coffee house and my night started to improve.  We had a poet come to read for them and they were all given the opportunity to read some of their own poetry.  I was surprised when they took turns reading most of the night.  They badgered me for a while knowing that I was once a poet I felt badly because I didn't have anything to read for them.  I felt as though I was asking them to share when I myself did not have the courage to do the same. 

This guilt forced me to write a short poem and read it for them.  It wasn't anything to writ home about but I did throw together something fairly decent for them to hear.  I guess it's a start.  I hope that it's enough of a jump start for me to begin finding my voice again. 

Every day is a new day and hopefully today I allows me to begin anew.