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The Paper Anniversary

I love when Daylight Savings Time ends, because I wake up and realize, “Oh!  It’s only 6:30 instead of 7:30 so I have plenty of time to enjoy the morning!”  So enjoy it I did.  I went downtown as usual for a coffee, a stroll, and a photo.  I came home and leisurely hung out until the Redskins game came on.

I also love, on that first day back to Standard Time, when you start feeling hungry in the afternoon and you realize, “Oh!  It’s only 1:30.  It feels a lot later than that!  I have the whole afternoon ahead of me!”

Well, that didn’t happen to me this time.  I just now looked at the clock and said, “Holy crap on a cracker, it’s 2:00 already and I haven't even had lunch?  No wonder this game is almost half over!”  What a disappointment.  I was taken aback once again when it occurred to me, “Whoah!  It’s November 6th!  I think that date is significant!”  Then my brow furrowed.  “Why, oh why does that date ring a bell?  I’m not forgetting any birthdays because Facebook reminded me of them.”  Then I thought back to what I was doing a year ago at this time, and it triggered my memory.  It’s the birthday of The Chrome Phase!

I’ve been writing this blog for exactly one year now (and I’m amazed that I realized that; usually I suck at remembering dates).  I had no idea where I would be or what I would be doing today when I first began this project.  All I knew is that some folks were quite curious about my life because I had made some pretty strange decisions leading up to that point.  I figured a blog would be a good way to share my experience with others, and maybe even put a smile on someone’s face.  I must say that I’m a bit surprised, and very pleased, that I’m not in the same situation I was a year ago.  Well, maybe not surprised at all; really there’s no way my life could have stayed the same.  I was motivated to improve things – to add some chrome, so to speak – and I didn’t stop until I did.

But it’s not over.  There’s never enough chrome!

What’s next?  I’ve managed to avoid posting a blog about the one topic that people always ask me about: my “relationship status.”  The truth is that I’ve written about a half dozen blogs about my thoughts on dating, marriage, divorce, and other general thoughts about my run-ins with the opposite sex.  I’ve just never posted any of them because they felt too personal, too unimportant, or possibly too insensitive.  One of these days… but not today.

Thanks for joining me on this journey.  I wonder where we will be on this date in 2012?  I don't know about you, but I just hope that I'll be having a better Daylight-Savings-to-Standard-Time transition than I am this year!


  1. Happy Anniversary!! I love when I see your blog in my feed reader. Keep it up - you have a great style and a way with words! Hope to see and talk to you soon!


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