May 28 Again

Late at night and technically I missed May 28 ... which was the 13th anniversary of this blog.  I'd like to have written something pithy and dense, but I'm caught up moving my things from a small home to a bigger home.  My thoughts are scattered; all I can think to say is how marvellous it is that I've been writing here for all this time and I only want to go on doing it.  I don't feel I've run out of subject material and from the comments I am still changing minds.  So there's that.

The projects still undone are driving me batty.  New responsibilities, making this recent shift, Covid, the fights between Mrs. Porcupine and me (oh, sorry, I mean the names my partner Tamara and I have been using to remind ourselves that through all the fighting we're still in love with each other.  Days generally begin with "Good morning Mr. Porcupine."  "Good morning Mrs. Porcupine."  These things help.

Come Monday, when we move, I'm going to lose my internet for awhile.  I'll still have it on my phone, but I hate checking my phone and writing on my phone, so I'll probably ignore anything that isn't actually work for next week.  I'm supposed to get reconnected on the 4th of June, so looking forward to that.

So, here's to another 13 years, blah blah, all the stuff you're supposed to say on anniversaries.  If you'd like to send something nice, write me a question.