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When I started this blog back in 2008, I don’t think that anyone actually expected I’d still be writing here 5 years later… least of all me! But here we are… November 7th 2013… my 1000th blog post.
I’ve been writing different versions of this post in my head for months. I knew that #1000 would likely come sometime during the fall. It really should have happened already, but I think that I started to spread my posts out… maybe in an attempt to stall the inevitable?
Over the last 5 years this blog has served as a personal outlet of sorts. Through good times and bad, I’ve sat in front of the keyboard and just wrote. Sometimes it was funny. Other times it was not. But no matter what I wrote there were people who continued to read. Thank you.
This will be the last regular post for WhatAboutStephen. I don’t believe that there’s much more that I can accomplish with this blog. I believe that it’s run its course. In truth, maybe it could have closed its doors a little earlier… but there was always something about reaching that 1000th post. I don’t think many amateur bloggers reach that point.
So it’s time to move onto new opportunities. I will continue writing, but it won’t be in this space. I have no plans to let the domain go, and who knows.. I may come back to my old stomping ground from time to time… but I wouldn’t hold my breath.
To all my readers… and especially the ones who have been there from the beginning…
Thank you for reading. You have no idea how much it means to me.
If you’ve ever watched Survivor, you’re probably familiar with the point in the game where the two dwindling tribes are forced to come together, and merge into a new and mightier tribe. All previous tribal loyalties are forgotten, and everyone works together for the prosperity of the new tribe. Or not.
That’s kinda what the modern blended family is like.
Yes, that’s right. Life has taken a turn once again. Where once there was one (me) and sometimes two, three, or four… but mainly one… now there are two and more often than not… four.. or even six! That’s six people fighting to use the bathroom in the morning. Six tooth brushes. Six pairs of shoes thrown inside the mudroom. Six place settings for breakfast, lunch, and supper. And yes, six personalities and egos to cram within the walls of an ever-increasingly cramped space. It’s really no wonder that Jan won’t come visit anymore.
But if I sound like I’m complaining, I’m not. It’s an adjustment for everyone involved, and we’re working our way through the growing pains. We’ve learned to space showers out. A second bathroom is in the works. We now have a dishwasher. We’ve been forced to downsize some of our non-necessities. Everyone is learning to lend a hand, even if raking the lawn is worse than death. And sometimes we even find a little time to have some fun. It’s definitely getting better.
The Tribe has spoken…