Trucker Off the Record

So, now that I’ve been home for a day (well, almost), I’ve decided that I really like this guy. And since sometimes putting personal stuff out on the web in too much detail can cause a riff in somebody’s world, I’ve (we’ve) decided that for now, we are going to get to know each other and learn each other off the record.

As much as I love sharing all my stories with you, I didn’t know that this would be such a quick (and good) match for me. I usually don’t care to talk about my personal life when it is fleeting and not at all permanent, but, I feel like this one might just be a completely different story. One with a happy ending. So I may offer tidbits of info every now and then, but for the most part, if you don’t hear about him, it’s probably safe to assume that things are going well. Because as we all know, if it goes downhill, you will be the first to know. And as we get to know each other more and he becomes aware of what I actually do in this little literary world of mine, maybe I will start writing more, but after my first couple blogs and my phone blowing up with people thinking I was going to wind up dead, he is a little uneasy (which is completely understandable).

So for now, it’s all off the record.

On the record, however, I am going to enter the Button Poetry Contest. I am submitting some of my relationship/love poems into their chapbook contest. I want to name the book after one of my poems. So I may have a survey in the upcoming days to see what you all think it should be. I’m compiling the poems I’ve written so far and I’ve challenged myself to come up with one more (or two) also in the next few days. The deadline is not until Jan 4, so I have a small window. I just learned about it, but I have a whole stockpile of poems. I will be looking over them this weekend and formatting the submission. I’m kind of excited about that. My daughter is the one who brought it to my attention. And it’s really heartwarming. I don’t think it’s often that parent’s have kids who support them emotionally. Or in any way really. I think it’s usually a lot of eye-rolling and embarrassment. I’m sure I’ve embarrassed my kids a plenty, but they take it in stride and use it to build character, thankfully.  And I’m thankful. So I decided if my daughter believes in me enough to tell me to do it, I shall not let her down. So I’m going to enter the contest. I’ll keep you posted.

As for today, I’ve been running on little to no sleep and I’m borderline delirious so I am off to bed for the night. Until tomorrow, my friends.