Blogging is Building

I want to blog, I do. And I often do inside my head while I'm driving. Somehow those entries never make it from my grey matter to the computer screen. In my defense though my brain-blogging often happens while I'm running from one place to the next. I've been busy. Where the blog stopped and busy began was a surprise renovation of my parent's entryway while they were away for a week (with the help of my sister). We framed a closet, drywalled and crackfilled, painted, built and upholstered a bench, hung shelves, a mirror, some hooks and baskets, repaired and painted a dresser, etc. and I haven't stopped since. And I know blogging is basically building something, albeit a much cleaner form of construction. While it shames me to disappoint the one and a half people who actually read this blog, sometimes you have to go with wherever you make the biggest impact.