Five Years of Flotsam

Today marks a milestone of sorts, 5 years since I first posted on this blog. 5 years of rants, raves, family life, felines, projects, crafts, peculiar things, and everything else. Surprisingly few redesigns (maybe 3?) and only one (the most recent) that was significant.

People often ask me why I blog. They say, "I could never do that. Why do you put so much out there?" I usually shrug and say something along the line about always having kept a journal... then trail off. There is certainly something therapeutic in it for me but the most surprising thing to me is how useful it has been as a documentary of sorts.

I have found (and Hubby and I have discussed this) that roughly since Kiddo was born, time and our lives seem to have become "compressed." An example of this recently was the airing of The Last King of Scotland on a third-rung cable channel. I said to Hubby, "wasn't that just up for an Oscar?" Turns out it was -- in 2007. So this blog helps me keep track of things that otherwise might blur into the compression of the last 8 years. I only wish I'd been blogging longer.

Milestones.

I knew this year was a milestone for our marriage (10 years this October) but I had forgotten it marked another milestone: in June 1987, I graduated from high school; in August, I left to spend a year working in England. While it no longer seems like "just a couple of years ago," neither does it seem like twenty years ago. 2007 also marks 15 "official" years with my employer (the four years I worked as a casual employee don't count toward this milestone). Strange. Time is such an odd concept.