This Day Started Off All Wrong. Perfect!

It seems only fitting that I finally begin this blog on a day that began with me being thwarted. I couldn't go to work today because I was snowed in my driveway. Luckily, my newish neighbor offered to push my car to the side of the street so I'm set for tomorrow. I also just got a phone call informing me that we open two hours late tomorrow. I hate to use more PTO but at least I have it to use and I can sleep in a bit, which means I can stay up late too.

The funny thing about this blog is that I know it won't be much but I'm okay with that. It's okay that I'm doing this just for me and I don't have any expectations other than it be what I eventually make it. Not too long ago I wouldn't have started until I thought I had something to say that I thought someone else who would have wondered in here might have wanted to read. Further back still and not only would I have not even considered starting a blog but I also would have been bitter over the fact that I "couldn't" start one because I didn't have anything good enough to put in a blog.

The recent realization that I have changed so much in a relatively short span of time is the reason I decided to go ahead with this. This past weekend I had been lamenting the lack of something in my life (I don't really remember what right now) when I realized that it used to be so much worse not too long ago. The fact that I almost forgot about my cringe worthy past self made me realize it's a good idea to keep a journal if for no other reason than to track my progress.  The other reasons are that it will give me a chance to be creative and it just seems like a lot of fun.

I don't know if this will end up being anything other than a glorified personal journal but that's okay. I don't have any special talents or great writing ability but I do have the smoldering remnants of the passions I had as a child that I'd like to re-explore. The difference is that now I will try to develop any talents I have strictly for myself and not in preparation for a career. I also have something new since childhood to add-my passion for my beloved gods and the religion I'm crafting around them.

Speaking of my gods I guess I should clarify something about the title of the blog. When I had a more traditional view of deity I used to think the laughter from the gods in that favored quote was a kind of derisive laughter. Not really malicous just kind of, well, condescending. Now that I have personal relationships with several deities I see it is more of an indulgent, compassionate laughter-one meant to help us learn to laugh at ourselves and the capriciousness of life.