So many reasons I haven't been blogging as regularly as normal:
1. Travel - First, I was away with my friend Sally, then I was away for the long weekend in upstate New York with The Weatherman, My Daughter and The Boy, and tomorrow I have to leave again for a series of meetings in Williamstown, Mass.
2. Flooding - My house smells like wet dog, the mold in the basement is reaching horror-movie preportions, and what looked like a small remediation project is clearly going to be massive and expensive.
3. Self-consciousness - I didn't tell you that when I met with the marketing and publicity folks at the publishing house, someone commented on the blog. They even commented on the fact that I had referred to the meeting we were having. They didn't say anything critical or negative; simply that they had read it.
This is the blogging connundrum - you write your little heart out, post it, and then it doesn't occur to you that folks are actually reading it. Evidently, it appears on something called THE INTERNET which, it seems, many people have access to. I'm sort of kidding and sort of not about this, because it still comes as a shock to me when someone makes reference to something I've written here.
OK, as I - like hundreds of thousands of others - have chosen to share my life with the greater public, I will now reveal that I must prepare for the arrival of the "Mold Man," who in professional life is referred to as an environmental air quality analyst.
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