Wow. And wow again.
I've been walking on a cloud all day, and it's all because of you.
Days like this, I know I am an extrovert. Not in the "talks to strangers" sense, but in the Myers-Briggs, "draws energy from others" sense. Today, I've been feeling that familiar December tingle of Christmas excitement, rather than that dull December dread that seemed to characterize my weekend. It's been nice to be optimistic again.
So thank you for commenting. Thank you for encouraging me. It really means a lot to me when people tell me they like my writing, or that they think I've done something well. Special thank yous to two friends who want to help out with the blog hosting situation. To M, who linked me. To JD who reminded me that my family is about as unmaterialistic as they come, and that I don't need to worry about money for presents when I get free coffee from Starbucks every week. To Susie, who has been a consistent cheerleader all along. To those who delurked just to make me feel loved, and to those who reassured me that I'm not crazy to be entertained by Google's choice of ads to accompany my musings. Thank you all.
Okay, I'm degenerating into gushing, now, so perhaps I should move along to the next topic. Except that my next topic is somewhat gushy, too. Until two days ago, my Google Ads account was hovering at just about $50, which was only halfway to them cutting me a check, in a little over nine months. Today, it stands at almost $70. That's $20 in less than two days. Which may not seem like a big deal to some of you, but it's really exciting for me. Making money for my writing, even if it's just a few dollars from ads, is an enormous and concrete affirmation. It's what I imagine it must feel like for an artist to sell a piece for the first time. Okay, so maybe it's just a paperweight, but it means a lot to me. So THANK YOU SO MUCH for visiting my advertisers!
I love to write, and this website has become one of my favorite past-times. I love my friends, both the physical and the digital. It's so easy sometimes to get wrapped up in the big picture and stress out about it, but really, today is pretty darned good. Maybe I should just enjoy the sunset and stop thinking so much about the night.