What's a blog

I forgot about this space. If anyone is reading this let me know. I should rename it - adventures in Flordish...? Floridun dun dun...? How stickysweaty can one person get? We've been here 3 years, officially. Meaning we closed on the house 3 years ago this month. I never expected to live in Florida. But at one point in time I never expected to live in Dubuque. Or Chicago. Or Portland. And yet they all happened. They are all home - just different kinds of homes. I've been nostalgic lately. Part of me curses the mindset I took on of purging things - on and off ridding myself of notes, journals, letters, pictures. Am I wistful? Perhaps. Am I sometimes grateful to not be carrying the burden of those things, physically and emotionally with me wherever I go? Mostly. This was pretty rambly for a long lost blog. Weird.