Since my last post three years ago, I've been pretty busy.  I landed a job -- a great job -- as an associate with a prestigious bipartisan lobbying firm in the state capitol.  Politics is in my blood, and I confess that I loved my job.  I relished the everyday challenge of holding chaos at bay -- the kind of chaos that arises when a small firm represents nearly 40 corporate, non-profit, and local government clients.  Anyone with any experience visiting an law-making body can have a slight inkiling as to the kind of chaos I'm talking about.  Want to know what my job was like?  Imagine Stretch Armstrong trying to juggle two dozen balls.  Yep, that was me.  It was tough at times, but I appreciated the challenge.  Anyway, I'll stop there and let it suffice to say that I spent two years as a decently paid lobbyist with a really cool job, and then I quit.

Yes, I quit.

Why did I quit?  The easy answer is I'm getting married and didn't want to start another legislative session.  I didn't want to have to commute weekly to the capitol, didn't want the extreme levels of stress.  I mean, come on, who would want to work from 5am to after midnight on a daily basis while trying to plan a wedding?  No thanks.  I've spent the last four years travelling at light speed, and preferred not to make my wedding just another ball to be juggled.

So I prayed.  And prayed.  And prayed some more.  Finally I came to the achingly difficult decision to leave the firm and the political realm behind, and find another job (one in my home town this time!).  But the rest of this is for another day.  Cheers to all.  It looks like I'm back to blogging, eh?