I was right. I couldn’t stay away. The internet just dragged me back in.
So in the off chance that anyone is out there who still wants to know what’s going on in my life, I started a tumblr blog. Here it is: City Ann, Country Ann.
It’s a good format for where I find myself right now; time-starved, but with more opportunity to indulge my various whims and hobbies. I hope you like it.
Sorry everybody, but, it’s come to this. I don’t have the time to write the Granny Cart anymore.
I’m not leaving the Internet, I’m still embarrassing myself in public in several locations– like on Twitter, Flickr and over at the Garden–but I just haven’t figured out a way to do it all anymore. I used to have two hours before I went to work in which I could write and think and cogitate, but now I’m up-and-attem every morning, fighting the incoming commuters at Grand Central like a salmon swimming upstream before I used to even be out of bed. And then, when I get home, I have no interest in sitting in front of the computer anymore. I’ve gotten to a point where I’m happy just sharing my life with my husband and family and fighting the good fight for my job. In short, I’m happy.
The Granny Cart was, in many ways, born out of anger and frustration with the limitations of my job at Forbes. It was an outlet. I guess I don’t need an outlet anymore. But then again, you never know. Perhaps I’ll soon find the world of plants and flowers and giant pumpkins stultifying, and you’ll find me back here, writing about finance and politics. You just never know.
In the meantime: Be well, eat well, live well. It’s been quite the ride.
I’m still behind the eight ball, busy as a bee and have too much on my plate. I’m snowed under, swamped and have too many irons in the fire!
I’m also at a loss for (good) words (or maybe I’ve used them all up at work)!
Proper? Proper! Who says posts need to be proper?!
Any regular reader of Cute Overload (And yes, I’ll admit it, I’m one of them. I mean, how’s a girl supposed to get through a day without the occassional Corgi-in-a-swing?) knows that the most delightful part of any animal is its nose, and that chickens are awesome. And so, without further ado, I present you with the noses and beaks (and some sheep in spandex, because, I mean, how could you not take a picture of sheep in spandex?) of the Columbia County Fair.
I know it’s been awhile since I promised to tell you all about my new job, but some of you figured it out by following me on Twitter. But for those who haven’t, here’s a little hint.
Still stumped? Okay, I’ll spill (but mainly because I’m so excited!) I now work at the New York Botanical Garden! (The one up in the Bronx, not the one in Brooklyn.) Pinch me! I think I’m still dreaming. Except. I’m totally not.
So, what do I do now? Aside from walk around and take pictures?