So I'm being sucked in to Facebook...again. Now that I'm done with my job that required the consistent hours, I'm getting back into the groove of having my own life. With frequent Facebook sidetrips. Oops.
I may have found some of the secret of why my blog isn't wildly popular. I don't have a major 'hook' or situation in my life that draws everyone's interest. My personal tragedies aren't anything I feel like reliving and dwelling on, so I don't mention the worst of them in the first place. My history is relatively uneventful. I had a happy childhood, a pretty uneventful 'partying' history for my college years, and an ex-husband who was never much more than a blip on my personal timeline (sorry, it's true). My husband and child now are mostly good. They're healthy, engage appropriately in our relationship, and well, basically normal. And I'm glad!
But I think it all makes me a boring person at the end of the day. Boring, contented and happy. But not all that great for reading. ;)