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Five Minute Friday: Welcome



Five Minute Friday is a writing event that has hundreds of writers spending five minutes writing on the same topic and then sharing them at http://katemotaung.com/five-minute-friday/. This week's word is Welcome

This sign was the first thing I saw when I landed in Portland, Maine last summer. I loved that the good people of The Pine Tree State greeted their returning citzens this way and as a first-time visitor, I felt like I was being treated like a resident, not a tourist.

Anyway, I had great plans for 2015. A long list of resolutions had been brewing in my head for weeks. When that ball dropped at midnight, my life was going to be completely different. Problem was, my nose and throat weren't buying into the whole "new life" thing and decided to keep me down for a couple of days into the new year. Then my computer joined in the fun and I discovered that the power cord to my laptop was frayed and sparking so I had to stop using it until the good people of the USPS delivered me a new one. Then because of the frayed cord, I got behind on the work for my second job, and...well, you get the idea.

So I will use this Five Minute Friday to welcome you to this blog. I hope that now that my nose and throat are on the mend, my laptop is no longer a fire hazard, and the backlog of work is caught up, I can turn my attention to those resolutions and get back to this blog. The blog where I want you to feel welcome, like visiting a old friend. A friend whose clutter is bordering on hoarder but who will be happy to clear off a spot for you on the couch and give you tips on fixing an old house, cooking for one person, and finding your way to the life waiting for you.

Welcome home!

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  1. Hey there! Thought I'd drop by and say "hello". {via FMF} I'll take a few minutes to look around... but I can already tell I love your place here in bloggy land. Thanks for the warm welcome. :)

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