we’re all a work in progress.

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I’m not dead. I’m just sleeping.

Don’t worry, you aren’t missing any major life events or juicy details.

I’m just sort of apathetic about blogging. I’m sick of myself right now. I’m on the road to being someone better, healthier, happier. The kids are fantastic – Malcolm has teeth, Kya can read, Cean is playing the violin. House life is wacky – I want to rearrange all the rooms, but only after a good desanitization because we’ve all been so sick this winter. I’m busy, physically and mentally – have been climbing at Hoosier Heights about twice a week, am trying to train for 5k in May, have been cutting out meat and dairy (and trying to figure out how to live this way), have been working as usual.

I’ve got a lot coming up to blog about, really – I leave in two days to visit Aughra, I am participating in Habitat for Humanity’s annual Women’s Build, running in the Zach Pickard Pelican Run 5k, my husband is turning 35, and I’m going to be wearing a hot-pink dress as a bridesmaid for a friend’s wedding in Colorado. That was the singular longest sentence I have ever typed.

All is well, friends, and thank you for your inquiries.

As Garrison Keillor would say, “be well, do good work, and keep in touch.”

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