There is a very contented kitty purring in my lap right now. She’s tenderizing my chest with one set of claws very lazily as she watches me type. It doesn’t really hurt but I’m trying to get her to stop doing it anyway.

I’ve got a lot on my mind, not the least of which is thinking about where i’m going to be in a few months. As I wrote last night (but didn’t post, becaues the spirits said quite clearly that those thoughts were not for public consumption), I’m nearing a point where something is going to change in my life. And it is going to be difficult no matter which of the possible roads end up becoming manifest. I just wish I knew which one it was so I could plan accordingly.

Instead I’m making plans based on my best guesses about where I’m going to be emotionally and physically in April and May. I want to keep working on a writing project that’s taking some of my attention. I feel it’s really important. I’d also like to keep posting to autumn twilight at least fairly regularly. I get the feeling that my philisophical kick is probably over for a while. I may write some more content-ish practicums and discussions of technique and theory.

I want to keep up with karate as best I can. I really enjoy the physical exertion and the results of it. I want to put in more time in the office at work, and get more work done. and I want to have a little more me time. It’s appearing more and more plausible. George and Lizzie are both consistently working at least an hour and a half later than I am every night, if not more. I’ve been taking advantage of that time to have my alone time in the early evenings instead of trying to make time for it later.

And I want to try and build some more relationships among the broader pagan community. Twitter is proving to be an invaluable tool for this, and I want to get better at being social in general. That’s probably a good topic for another blog post. For now, suffice it to say that I’m terrible with people. No matter how well polished I make myself sound, it’s just a noble effort.