Thank you devoted readers of The New Forty for five years of loyalty. I want you to know that postings on The New Forty will be intermittent for the remainder of 2014. This has nothing to do with my health or well-being (well, as long you don’t count stress as a detractor of my health and well-being), rather it is a reality of being engaged in my children’s lives, being one faculty member down at work for an extended time, having an incredibly hectic semester, and engaging in a large service project with my Advanced Business Continuity class (which I am proud to say will provide a valuable contribution to the field of emergency management and the State of North Dakota when it is complete).
I still have plenty to share with New Forty readers, but I simply do not have the time, nor the energy, most nights to do anything other than collapse into my well-worn spot on the couch, chat with my family about their activities that day and watch one of the dozens of television shows accumulating on my DVR. But I miss blogging and hearing from readers via blog comments, emails, Facebook, and personal comments – I know I cannot be deprived of that gift too long without feeling like I am being robbed of one of my joys. I just cannot promise daily blogs right now as I move through hectic weeks that seem to all run together.
I invite regular readers who are on Facebook and who haven’t already connected with me there to add me in my regular person persona – Carol Cwiak (tis’ true, my real name is more than Ms. C). 😉 So many New Forty readers have evolved over time into friends and because I am quite transparently who I am, the person you see here is the same person you see on Facebook (except typically in shorter snippets). I did not start this blog to create distance – I wanted to create proximity. So please do add me on Facebook if you’d like – I value the connectivity opportunity that Facebook offers for just run-of-the-mill friendship (as opposed to political campaigning, marketing, etc.). At its best, Facebook is this generation’s iteration of pen pals and who doesn’t love a good pen pal?
Day one thousand five hundred and seventy-one of the new forty – obla di obla da