Absent

I'm having a yard sale.
But instead of selling random crap I don't need, I'm getting rid of random people I don't need. Random outside influences I don't need. Random celebrity gossip sites that eat up half my day and just make me feel like life has no point. (However, I still stand by the belief that The Daily Mail is most certainly a reliable news source.)
Because of recent events in my life, I'm re-hauling.
Some of the stuff I'm selling, some I'm just giving away and some I'm taking directly to the trash because it would be a huge disservice to make anyone pay even a penny for such, well…trash.
I remember like it was yesterday, the first time I ever heard the phrase "don't let other people rent space in your head." And you know how some things just stick with you? Well that little ditty stuck with me. I never really get it when I'm driving in the car with someone and they let every other driver get to them. Like, other people's vehicle driving abilities has the incredible power to ruin their entire day. To cause them to curse and yell and just become a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad person. (Latter prose totally stolen from that one book author.)
But that is what I was becoming. I was letting other people rent space in my head. I was losing sight of what was really important in my life (like day drinking and Dr. Phil and hating on the redheads). My life was unraveling before my eyes. My priorities were getting completely out of whack.
I mean, I found myself browsing People Of Walmart wondering if I would make the cut...
And then there's this blog. I've just not been feeling it lately. For the past few months, to be exact. I choked out a post here and there, but it wasn't the same as it used to be. I didn't feel the passion, I didn't make the time. I didn't want to make the time. It started to feel like a burden, something I had to do in order to get all the free shit I wanted.
But people can see through the phony. The artificial shines bright like neon. I wasn't feelin' it.
However, my goals have changed. My life goals, family goals, friendship goals, blog goals…and I finally feel like I'm getting my online mojo back.
So I either apologize or you're welcome, depending on your love for me on a scale of 1-10.
In the words of Dina Manzo from The Real Housewives of New Jersey…
"I'm back to bring the zen. Namaste bitches."
(Because let's be honest. I may be scaling back on some things in my life, but reality TV will never be one of them.)