Help! I need somebody~

I'm feeling a little lost. I know exactly where I am, of course. I'm at home. Today, for a change, I'm not going to pack up and move - except to walk to the supermarket and back, for my step count. My home, the one that doesn't have wheels, is going to stay right here. So why am I lost? Well, it's weird. For three and a half months, I sat over there -----> to write my posts, and there was always something to write about. I was visiting some places I'd never seen before, having little adventures - not big adventures, thank goodness, but little ones - and I wanted to share them. Now, it's back to Life as Usual - at least until the next trip. But - but I'm not ready to stop. It's become important to me that I come here and share my day, and that I share your days, too. First thing this morning, I checked to make sure that Kat Magendie had arrived safely at her home - and I started catching up on my other favourite bloggers - for the advice and inspiration they provide, and also because somehow our lives are intertwined now. That sounds pretentious, but I can't think of a better way to put it. I care what's going on in John's life, and Katrina's - (how could I get by without seeing those lovely hats?). I want to get my dose of good cheer from Angie - hmmm. Today, I can learn to make a bayou punch!

Well, you get the idea. Just look at my bloglist. I seem to have moved into Blogland, and I don't want to leave. So what should I do? This is supposed to be a travel journal. I'm not traveling. Shall I change the leader and make this a stay-at-home blog? Shall I go back to Turtle Tracks? If I do, will anybody come with me? I need some advice!

Meanwhile, I'm in this beautiful place, waiting for the dogwoods to bloom again. Every year, I look forward to getting home in time to watch the buds, wait for them to open. There. That's a good reason for getting home while it's still cold - I know I haven't missed the first dogwood blossom! While I wait, there are the snowdrops - and then will come the crocuses, the daffodils. In the words of Roseanne Roseannadanna, "If it isn't one thing - it's another."