Platitudes reveal attitudes

I pretty much spent my energy on another blog (All Things Ephemeral), but I am keeping my promise to you guys about posting in all 3 blogs.  They do have different reasons for existing, and I'm trying to remain true to that in the midst of being too damn tired to post more than once.

Just for folks to know, the alter ego blogs are related to one another, but from a different perspective.  "Boo's Juicy Bits" is pretty much a free-for-all with a foundation of health and diet, weight loss, etc.  But you get to see things completely derailed there at this time. It is what it is.  But I'm hoping that what I struggle with will help others, so... it remains.

This one.. well, this one ends up being whatever it ends up being. I created it for hope, just to express hope.  Sometimes it's lighthearted, while at others.. not so much.  Sometimes I miss the mark on the whole hope thing, but that's part of the process of working through crap.  Right?  Work through it, dismantle it, and make it... somehow... different.

Here is the place where I keep my own personal hope.  It's a place of dreams, though it doesn't always seem as such.  I come here after unloading on All Things Ephemeral, and here is where I begin to finally muddle through the confusion that venting often uncovers.  Yeah, I know 'confusion' seems counterintuitive... but... well, you know what I mean, right?  It works.  For some reason it just works. So why question it?

The house.  The one we've not moved into yet.  Still under renovations but very much moving along. I'm feeling weird about the move... excited and unsettled.  Moving can be very exciting.  When I anticipate this move I think of change, hope, and... an uncertainty as to if I'm full of crap for that.  Funny, yes, but still true.  I guess I don't know what I feel about it other than just feeling excited in a cautious way.  Maybe it's that I feel I may be expecting too much from this move, maybe expecting it to change my life SO much by moving somewhere where there is beauty and quiet... that I'm perhaps asking too much of the powers-that-be.  Stupid, huh?  Yeah.  Maybe a little.  But it is what it is.

In the midst of all of this there's the total lack of a support network while I go through all this health business.  No one really connects with me, and I'm incredibly sensitive and perceptive when it comes to that.  I know when someone is just going through the motions, friends or otherwise.  So this has been the biggest item sucking my energy away.  Save your platitudes, because they not only don't help, but they're harmful.  It's best just to say nothing at all if you're not invested in your own words.

I'm tired.  Worn out from the last blog post and this one....

There's a song I need to listen to... yes, "Need."

On with finding my life....