Hi. Remember me? I’m that gal at EOS who occasionally writes a column or two either about General Hospital, something else that’s entirely unimportant and even a column about cleaning. Any of that ring a bell? Come on, think back a bit! Dig deep into the recesses of your mind and you’ll find me. That’s right, Carolyn’s World. Carolyn, the Diva of Clean! You got it! Thanks for remembering me, I needed the ego boost!! Katrina sent me an email the other day and without saying it, said “When the heck are you going to write a column? People are asking where you are and I’m getting tired of telling them you’re off with Ted King!” Okay, so she really didn’t imply that either, but it sounded much better than, “Hey, where ya been? Got anything interesting to write? If so, send me something cuz people are asking aboutcha.” The problem is, I really don’t have anything interesting to write! I’ve caught barely a glance at the TV between the hours of 3 and 4pm in almost a month. And I can’t stay up much past 9:30pm to watch the SoapNet version of GH. The truth of the matter is, if it were even remotely interesting to me, I’d make the time. Instead I schedule dentist appointments, doctor appointments and whatever else I can to fill the space once devoted to Ted and the Gang. Fear not, fellow GHer’s, as with anything in life it’s a cycle and I will again make the turn to tune into GH sometime in the near (hopefully) future. So what have I been doing since my last few columns? Actually, I’ve been very busy. We put the house on the market and I went around like a wild bunny in heat painting, de-cluttering (my version of clutter is quite different than most), pre-packing (yes, I know, it’s a disease, I cannot help it!) and tossing out any and everything I possibly could. The house is almost perfect now, except for the painting of my kids rooms, which I figure I’ll do when an offer is made and the new buyers pick a color. I absolutely HATE to paint but I’ve done so much that I can now say I’m very good at it. That actually stinks because now my husband knows I can do it and will expect me to when I say things like, “Gee honey, the master bedroom really needs to be painted.” I hate it when I do things like that! So far we’ve had a few fish at the house, but nothing’s biting just yet. We’re taking our time to move so I’m not overly concerned. Aside from the major hassle (though not nearly as major as Katrina’s move) of pre-selling organizing, I’ve been working out at Gold’s Gym like my life depends on it. Aside from my recent obsession with Snickers bars, brought on by a serious bout of PMS, I’m doing quite well, thank you very much! I’ve lost 11/2 percentage points of body fat along with 6 whoppin’ pounds of the stuff. I’m lifting weights with my good friend who’s extremely fit and happens to be a personal trainer, doing three – four spin classes a week and then also lifting on my other off days. I’m now fitting into clothes I haven’t worn in almost three years. Still not fitting into my “after Justin” was born clothes, but I’m getting there! I’m extremely motivated and have to say, this is the first time in a long time I’m actually enjoying working out. Let’s just hope it lasts. Over spring break we took the kids to Navarre Beach, FL. It’s just a hop, skip and a jump away from Pensacola and is a lovely little family area. We rented a condo right on the beach and made sand castles, sand turtles, sand sphinx and sand everything else. We went on a Dolphin Cruise and saw groups of them just playing around the boat. It was a great time and it’s official, I want to live on the beach. Oh, and having these implants in a bikini was a whole lotta fun for me, if I must admit! I’m hopeful we’ll make trips to the beach a yearly thing, but we’ll see! Remember the friendship I wrote about last? Well, ya’ll sure did miss a whole lot on that front! I’m planning to write a column about it, but let me just say that the shit hit the fan and everything is now ruined, beyond repair. Since it all ended, I feel much, much better. My husband and I joke about the influence our friendship with that family had on us because since ending it, we are getting along much, much better, we have a better attitude in general and not that you care, but we’re having a lot more sex too! I feel like I’m at a good place with it and when I feel like dredging it all up again, I’ll fill you in on the details. For all of you who wrote to me about what happened, I really appreciate the kind words and support. I really do. Thanks for that, you were there at a time when I really needed support. How cool is the internet for that? Something else I’ve been doing, actually, have been doing for a few years now, is making jewelry. It’s really been more for fun than anything else, but it’s become an addiction of sorts. I use semi-precious stone, Swarovski crystal, sterling and bali silver and other beads to make bracelets, earrings, necklaces, anklets, lariats, watches, chokers, bookmarks, wineglass markers, you name it. Recently I had a few friends over who didn’t know how serious my addiction was. They saw my “bead room” and all the jewelry I’d made and went on a total shopping spree! It was hilarious! They ended up buying a whole bunch of stuff and one of them was gracious enough to have a showing of my stuff at her house and I sold a LOT of things! It was really exciting for me. To think that people actually liked what I made is pretty incredible! I spoke with Katrina and she has offered to let me attempt to sell my stuff online, so I think I might do that. If anyone is interested in anything, let me know and I can email you some samples. I’m going to create a website at some point, just not sure when! However, in the meantime, the big thing now is “mother’s bracelets” so if you want one, let me know and I’ll get it to you before Mother’s day! Who knows, maybe I’ll end up being a famous jewelry designer! Okay, that’s really all that’s been going on in my life. Exciting stuff, huh? Right now I’m in the middle of serious PMS with a headache the size of an Expedition, so I’m going to quit writing. I just wanted everyone to know I’m still alive and thanks for sending me emails asking me where the heck I am. I’m here, physically if not mentally.
Have a great day!
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