Yes, from the long hiatus the blog has reappeared.  I get e-mails about this from time to time asking where they are and I wanted to take a quick second to explain that.  I have been working part-time for the NSA on deep cover in Borneo where some major developments are about to happen, I could tell you but I would be putting you at risk if I did.  OK, not even close to the truth.  The truth is: these personal blogs are much easier to do from home than they are in the buzz of a newsroom (or studio where I work).  I got into a habit for a while there of basically waking up each morning and plugging myself straight into a computer.  This is really helpful for long work days where I am going to be live at a distant location or if the weather looks challenging; I can do everything from home, include making the graphics that I use on air, post web stories, etc.  I love my job so it is easy to do it all the time if you are not careful.  So, I decided I was going to be sensible and try to get some control of that.  Not just about the bloging, but about nearly everything.  Perhaps I took it too far.

I have not looked in the mirror yet today, but perhaps a manila folder (with eyes drawn on it) would look back at me.  This movement started when I moved back to Paso Robles after spending a few years living near the beach.  It should be noted I moved to Paso Robles to be closer to my kids, completely sensible.  There was additional cost to the housing here and the commute gas, so I switched from picking up good coffee to brewing cups out of big tins with the brand names of big blue-themed stores on the label.  It says something like: "Coffee: drinkable".  I bring microwave dinners to work with cans of even more generically labeled diet sodas (with no promises of drinkability) to work in line with the great fiscal portion of my sensible-thinking initiative.

I bought a 35 dollar table and chairs for my kitchen from a yard sale, bought glasses from 39dollarglasses.com and cooked more than enough frozen dinners to have satisfied any oversight committee.  There are no protesters for these austerity measures, well, except for me.  I started waking up to the notion that I needed to take back a little living.  Not that I have done much about it yet.  I did quit my gym in Grover Beach and joined one in town (because it was sensible) and I am going over there right now (not because it is sensible but because it is what I like to do).