Politically. Correct.

Oh Hai. Remember me?

Probably not, save the five of you faithful friends who keep checking lo these many weeks. And mom. Hi mom! Shout out to mom!!!

Anywho, it’s been more than a month I’m sad to say and I don’t even have a good excuse. Just… well… life.  In a good way, life has been…. happening!  It’s allllll good. No, seriously, it’s ALL good, really good, joyousness.

I’m getting married, moving in finalllllly with my love (shh, don’t say anything. you’ll jinx it), have reconnected with tons of old friends (thanx facebook!), and making new ones in the way i love best, through long shared writing (thanks election and funny long political email chains enabling bright fun people to reveal their best selves).

And even better… good is all around me. Babies are being born, brides seem to be multiplying all around me, my beloved niece “bucket” is starting to talk and make faces and have a spirit, a true self.

Work is quieting down, papers are starting to fall into place and although there’s one final step left (or two) towards my much-anticipated new chapter, I am starting to breathe again.

Because the other thing is… the reason it was so hard to be here, especially so in October… is because it’s tough to be apolitical (as my government job and all journalistic jobs before it) require when it matters so much. So very much. I’m a cynic (again, job requirement of journalism); I voted how I voted and hoped for the best but inside I was unconvinced it really truly mattered. Until this time. When it did. When it does.

And I am breathing again.

Yes, the economy is bad; yes, we’re feeling it directly and see plenty hit harder everyday; yes, much like my much-anticipated next personal chapter we’re a step, or two, or twelve away. But it’s coming.  I can feel it. And I can breathe again.

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8 Comments

  1. Meg said,

    Wrote on November 17, 2008 @ 10:26 pm

    Hai yourself! – and welcome back. I, too, have enjoyed the exhale recently. It’s kind of like a calm, like things are rough all over but I know now that everything will – WILL – be OK.

    Megs last post: Just another Saturday morning chez Soup

  2. washwords said,

    Wrote on November 17, 2008 @ 10:38 pm

    awww, soupy meg. you missed me you really missed me 😉 and umm, can you keep telling me that like every two minutes or so…

  3. Some guy named me said,

    Wrote on November 18, 2008 @ 6:37 pm

    And ain’t you also working on that book that I am not gonna be in? 😉

  4. Herb said,

    Wrote on November 18, 2008 @ 10:15 pm

    Welcome back! So what’s this about a book that we aren’t in?

    Herbs last post: Hi! Love to All, Whimpy (The 1957 Prequel)

  5. washwords said,

    Wrote on November 18, 2008 @ 11:57 pm

    ha ha ha. well herbie, NOT being in the book is actually something to strive for… the infamous long-threatened yet-written book is to chronicle my life dating in wash, d.c. ya know, pre meeting my fiance and all…it ain’t pretty. but it IS funny. i call it “red line to dumpsville.” stay tuned. there may be excerpts. coming.

  6. netta said,

    Wrote on November 19, 2008 @ 1:10 am

    welcome back! you were most DEFINITELY missed.

    plant it for awhile, willya?

    it sounds like there’s a lot of good things going on for you, and i’m so glad.

    yay!

    nettas last post: Where’s My Bailout?

  7. Mom said,

    Wrote on November 19, 2008 @ 4:01 pm

    Yep Mom still checks and I missed your posts too. They are such a great way to snoop without snooping, plus they are always funny, perceptive or both. And yes I do believe that, as corny as it sounds, we do have to remember our blessings and tell those people who matter in our lives that we love them!

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