The other night I was home alone. Drew was picking up a painting, Westley was in bed and some guy pulled up came to our door and banged on it. I didn't answer because I didn't know him and I never answer if I don't know the person. In fact I never answer the door unless I know you are coming.
Anyway the first thing that came to my mind was, "HOLY CRAP SOME CREEPER READ MY BLOG AND IS STALKING MY FAMILY AND IS HERE TO ATTACK ME."
That was my first freaking thought.
I called Drew and he was like, "Maybe the guy is old and confused or something and thought it was his house."
Both of these thoughts clearly show some things:
1. We watch too many Dateline shows.
2. We watch too many dramas with plot lines about amnesia and confused people doing strange things.
3. I am afraid of someone reading my blog and getting all creepy on us.
I know it is barely even realistic. I mean like 20 solid people read this blog. And I pretty much know all of you. If we've never met, you comment enough that I think we have and we've probably emailed about baby poop or what the best high chair is.
But it's nagging me. Maybe it's the Mama Bear in me. When I go to the grocery store I smile and am kind to people but there is this hidden Ninja in me ready to throw down a round house kick to the face to anyone who stares me down in the check out line and follows me to my car (this has happened to me before as well as other scarey situations. You see why I embrace my inner Ninja.)
Whatever it is, I want to protect us.
All that is to say, it may be irrational but I may be making this blog private in the near future.
I took a break a few months ago thinking I would come back strong and ready to share, but I think the three months has had the opposite effect on me. I have enjoyed telling my family & friends what is going on with me since they don't already know. I have taken on more work so that we can make ends meet here at the Jones Cottage and I so time is still very precious.
But there remains the truth that I do love writing. And I love sharing. And I love that I've become friends with a lot of you.
But that is just it, we are friends. So just like when high school ends and you go off to college and start anew, there are some friends that you are still having dinner with 10 years later and there are some that are just memories. And that is okay. That is life.
I'll let you know before it happens, but I just wanted to explain a little where I am at so it wasn't a big shock.
Also - who knows I could totally change my mind. That's the beauty of this forum. I can embrace my contrary nature about things such as this.
Lady Lee Mama Bear Ninja Kick Jones