2 years isn't that bad, right?

To tell you the truth, I forgot I had started this blog until I saw a link to it on my wonderful wife's blog. I read back through the posts, and I liked what I read. I mean, who knew I was such an insightful, funny, and handsome guy? You're just gonna have to trust me on that last part. And how exciting that those things which I set out to do those 2+years ago I am now doing. Did I mention how on task and punctual I am?

What happened for me that pushed me to do all the things I was talking about years ago was my life fell apart. Even "fall apart" is a gentle in terms of what happened. I won't depress either of us in the retelling of my sorrows, but what happened was more of an explosive with shards of still smoking relationships tearing through everything in sight. No job. No home. Barely a marriage. It was not pretty. Looking back, as strange as this may sound, I think I had it coming. I wanted change in a lot of areas in my life, and I just wasn't doing it. Apparently the universe decided that if nudging in the right direction wasn't going to work, it would put a stick of dynamite at my core, light it, and run.

There was a good deal of collateral damage, unfortunately, but it was something that had to happen. As shitty as 2009 was for me, I'm grateful for what happened. I have been changed in ways I never could have managed on my own, with growth still to come. Had I been left to my own devises I would not have gotten out of the world of gambling, not started going back to school, not started writing again. Nor would I have been able to have an even more amazing and loving relationship with my wife (shock and awe).

What glorious things are in store for me now, you ask? That's a great question, I reply.

In a few short days my beloved wife and I will be moving into a home, albeit temporary, together after 9 months of living separately. A joyous occasion for many reasons. The first being a reuniting of family. The second being the return of tasteful, passionate, loving, glorious marital sex. I am ever so grateful to still be engaged in mortal wedlock with the woman of my dreams.

I enrolled in college and am currently in the middle of my first semester. The transition was a little rocky at first. I had trouble figuring out how to manage my time, as hard as that may be to believe. I took a manditory class for first year students, which was surprisingly helpful. I didn't have much of a plan when I decided to go back to school, aside from get a degree, then get a job. Now I have an idea and a goal. I currently have all A's in my classes and intend to keep it that way. I have found a new joy and passion in writing, or at least a rekindled one. I have also dicovered that I might actually be kind of fond of philosophy. How could a man such as myself resist the temptations of professional bullshitting?

I have started to write on a regular basis again. Nothing of great consequence...yet. But I am willing to forgive myself this because I am only in the beginnig stages of learning to write again. My wife and I are also in the process of starting a writing group. OK, so we only have one other person besdes ourselves, but, hey, this shit doesn't just happen over night.

I have gainful employment. That is, if you can call $8 an hour gainful. It is a step towards better than nothing, though.

I'm sure there will be more catching up to do later, but I think this will do for now. I'm sure you missed my posts almost as much I miss doing them. Fear not, I think I just might be back in business.