everything old is new again
Just a heads up: I was bored yesterday so I started going through my archives, assigning categories to posts and making them public again. So far I’ve done March and April of 2009, right when this blog was fresh and new.
Most of them haven’t reappeared in my Google Reader but the odd one has so if that happens to you and you’re wondering WTF I’m talking about, then that’s why it’s happening and I apologise. Or it might be a good chance to revisit those days of yore. It’s amusing me to read them – it’s long enough ago that it’s like reading a whole new blog. It’s also not quite as much boring doom and gloom as I remembered when I decided to take them down; I figure that must only have kicked in with motherhood and the post-natal depression. There’s the old me, living in our old house back when there was just the two of us humans and only one budgie, complaining about trying to get my life under control and I’m laughing because HA! I had no idea what “feeling out of control” and “having no time” actually felt like. Oh, Past Me, you’ve got some adventures ahead of you. (It’s just a shame that you bailed out of writing about most of them.)
Not quite so funny is how the same themes are coming up. In the three years since then I’ve not made much progress at all and in some areas have gone backwards. Oh dear. Sorry, Past Me, but Future You has dropped the ball a bit, I’m afraid!