I Don’t Post Enough

I was organizing some files this afternoon when I started looking at some of my old phone pics from the last 2 years. It’s truly amazing how much things can change in 2 years. Jess and I have been together now for 2 years, and it hardly seems possible. Hell, she’s been officially living here for over a year now! But I look at those photos, especially the ones before we met, I think back to what it was like living by myself. It was nice, don’t get me wrong. I was able to do what I want when I wanted to. I made very simple meals that would last for days, and laundry was done maybe once a week. My bed was never made, nor was my living room used frequently. I spent almost all my time exclusively in here – my computer room. But, as much as I may miss those times, there was something missing. Jess filled that void.

But also looking back, I realized that I don’t make posts as much as I used to. I think my site traffic has a lot to do with that. You see, back in April, my site saw a HUGE surge in traffic due to my wallpapers. I wen from having about 200 people visit my site a month to literally about 90,000 people! I made so much in 3 months that Google paid for our vacation this year with my Adsense money. Before all of that, I would post quite often about what was ever on my mind. But now that I know a few thousand people a day are reading this stuff, it kinda puts you on the hot seat. I think I felt that I could no longer babble on about stupid topics and such. Hell, even now as my traffic is starting to even out to a semi-steady number, I still feel weird about making stupid posts. But I shouldn’t. This is MY site, and I pay for 100% of it. I shouldn’t feel weird about posting anything on here. If people don’t want to read it, then don’t. Look at the pretty ladies and move on. So…from now on, I’m back to making weird, quirky posts about meaningless, mindless shit.

Things are pretty good here at the Casa de Shafer. Jess is down right now with a bit of a stomach bug, so between laying down and being on the toilet, I really haven’t seen much of her at all today. I took a walk this evening down to my parent’s house to see the kids. They’re getting too big too quickly. Mel’s under the weather with strep throat again, so my parent’s have been watching them. Apparently, I’m Gavin’s new playtoy. When ever I am around, all he wants to do is wrestle. That’s cool, but Uncle Trevor is pushing 30 and gets tired after 20 straight minutes of wrestling. 3 year olds don’t understand that.

Speaking of parents, there’s some funny news on that front. I am now one of their bosses. At the cemetery Associate Board of Directors meeting, I got elected to the main board. So, I am now Secretary/Treasurer of the cemetery. It’s really weird because I have to sign all the checks now for the cemetery. Like on Friday, I had to sign their payroll checks. So, if I don’t sign, they don’t get paid. I think it may be time to negotiate my rent price…