Yes, it’s true and not just a vicious rumour spread by nazis. I live, and breathe, and–oh, wait, that’s right, I declared “breathing is for pussies” a couple of months ago due to the insanity that my life had become.
It still is rather insane, but I’ve missed you and so here I am, sneaking in a quickie before my lunch hour runs out.
I know I owe some yule related posts (even though we’re heading to Beltaine, the lessons are always pertinent) but I have a new and fun quest going for 2012 that I want to share first. But not right now. Right now, this is just a fast and rough post (up against a wall? naughty!) to say where I’ve been.
Right where I always am, would be the simple answer, but under ever so much more stress and strain, both good and bad.
As I think I’ve mentioned, I got a promotion January 1st. My work world went to rabid hell. Hell because it went rabid, you see. OMG the shit I still need to get done. Just keep breathing–oh, right, that’s for pussies. I don’t need to breathe.
Almost or about a month ago (I have no sense of time) out of almost the blue strangely, my coven expanded from two to five. It’s been fucking fabulous, but that’s a lot of new relationships to build!
And in January I started seeing someone. I will only say on this that it (and he) is unlike any relationship I’ve had before. And that, naturally, has also taken a lot of time.
Perhaps things are starting to settle into a routine. Or perhaps I’ve just been jonesing to connect. Either way, I’m sincerely hoping you’ll be hearing much more from me again. Starting now. Because I say so, dammit!
Love out to all of you!
~The Abysmal Witch (back from her unexpected hiatus)