If you’ve ever experienced one of those delightful days where you can’t help but spill, break or knock into everything in sight, then please see Exhibit A above as to how the day has gone. And it was in that moment, staring at my little mess, that I surrendered to the day.
Getting use to apartment living again can be a bit of a struggle when you’ve spent the last several years living in your own home in a secluded neighborhood. However, having lovely neighbors who leave beautiful snow art for you to look down on from your windows definitely swings the scales a bit to remind you that there is always good in every situation.
When I officially arrived in Colorado in June of this year from Virginia, I observed a consequence of living in an arid elevation that I had not considered: Static electricity.
The air is so dry here vs. what I was accustomed to on the East Coast that I found myself constantly getting shocked on every metal surface in my apartment, when pulling clothing from the dryer or when moving about on carpet.
And I’m not talking small shocks that are barely noticeable.
No sir, I’m talking shocks that can add new and colorful options to your vocabulary.
I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve had my ear buds in listening to my iPhone while doing laundry, and when I’ve leaned in to pull something out of the dryer and the cord would jump to touch the cloth from the build-up and the electrical shock that raced up to explode in my ears was nothing short of painful.
Laundry is now done sans ear buds.
Over the last few months I’ve begun to subconsciously touch metal everywhere possible when I feel the charge building up while moving about. I even try to remember to ground myself before I pet my cat as I’ve unintentionally shocked her little nose countless times when she saunters up for a petting.
So while I still love the state of Colorado, the majestic scenery, the outdoor lifestyle here and all that is wonderful about this part of the country, it is definitely…shocking.
Over the last few years I’ve authored two blogs. Both were creative outlets I enjoyed toying with in my spare time. My first blog was to simply give friends and family a way to connect with me when I moved out of state and the second was intended to share my love of photography.
Since then, life happened as it does. A lot has since changed. And I left blogging for a time to sort matters out.
Fast forward to the present, and I realized I missed blogging. I missed sharing my most favorite photos and links, or doodling with widgets and the elements of themes and site design. But I mostly missed those moments where a completely random visitor would leave a comment and establish a connection of commonality.
Thus, a new blog it is, in parallel with the new life I am forging.
There will be oh so much to post about, both past and present.
More to come soon…