I know, I know, I’ve been quiet lately. Really, it’s not intentional and it’s not even burnout. It’s just … life. Since the last time we spoke I’ve been so busy repricing the floor at the store, getting things organized around the house, having a good time when time permits, and – of course – watching the Rams that my hours just kind of get eaten up. I’ll do better.
Those Rams are on Saturday night, by the way, at 5:15, hosting the deepest playoff game they’ve been in since the early aughts. They play the Cowboys and as I just said on Facebook, paraphrasing a tweet from Vincent Bonsignore:
Despite meeting 8 times in the playoffs from 1973 to 1985, the Rams and Cowboys haven’t met in the postseason since the 1985 season. They are tied historically at 4-4 in the playoffs. This Saturday, all of that ends. Dallas. In LA. For everything. Good luck Cowboy fans! #TwoMoreDays
Don’t worry, I haven’t been very active over there, either. I’ve been socially unavailable in a hundred different ways in 2019. I doubt that’s a trend; I’m not very good at reclusion.
So this is really just the briefest of salutations before I head back into the laundry room and then over for a haircut and then a grocery trip before returning to my organizational addiction. I’ll be supremely active again soon, I think. Probably before the government is. Maybe.
In the meantime, you could enjoy my archives if I hadn’t lost them all in December. So, barring that go visit Jen. She just started a blog of her own about her battle with food and the reality of emotional eating. She’s a close, personal friend of mine, one of those folks who dresses up all St Patrick-y and Santa-like and gets drunk in the snow with me. She’s smart, talented, and uber-cool. You’ll like her lots.
Okay, I gotta mosey. Please take good care of yourselves and never stop being you. I’ll never stop being Tom.
That one, I promise. 😁