When I quit blogging, I went cold turkey and deleted my blog favorites, and even blocked my own from view. No tempting fate and the desire to make, create, or do something that didn't involve the ability to organize office supplies, edit verbose reports, and schedule flights to exotic places that I thankfully never want to go to. Instead, my spirit was lifted every day when I would take off my heels, support garment, and check out the snarkiness of the following sites and quit biting my tongue from the absolute politically correct and bizarrely quit of my current workplace. Seriously, sterile and serene. No, tight and controlled in a very passive way. But, not a bad place in any work environment way. Just not my home full of good kitsch, and all my carefully chosen stuff...
Any how, you've probably BTDT, but in case you haven't...
Liv just interrupted this for me to help her make a warning sign for her bedroom:
Don't NOT exturb me!