Heh, I lied. Its not an ode, its just me rambling. Surprise!

In a sense, its pretty interesting that the Mayan calendar may or may not choose this particular year to end, especially since I may have a personal sense of getting my own shit together.

I’m relaunching a website in, oh, less than a month. Despite the hurdles I’ve been flinging myself into over this six year old albatross around my neck, I am pushing forward, relaunching a website/obsession that has pretty much detailed my life since giving birth to The Twitches. Its weird to think that something like a website has a life of its own that is directly connected to me, but, there’s some pretty good evidence that HippyMom and I are linked on a karmic level. Don’t judge me.

With this, I’m relaunching myself, in a sense. Maybe its a bit trite, and throughout this blog, I’ve made a lot of small steps toward that goal, but this is pretty big, on many levels. Professionally, this is my chance to put everything together that I do for my clients into something that will benefit me, and will hopefully be a means of providing both material and personal success. Its something I love to do, from the community aspect to the writing and management of the whole project. I’m terribly excited, extremely nervous, and should probably be working on that, not blogging here.

So, unofficially, February marks the relaunch of HippyMom.com. Because of server issues and some other shitty dealings with a tool, I’m about 10 days behind schedule right now. HippyMom is never without drama, especially when I’m a main player. I have a month’s worth of content ready to go, and need to get on the ball for March. (If anyone is interested in writing, please let me know.) I have to get that site moved, update the software, and come up with about a million marketing/administration plans. When I’m not trying to vomit the anxiety out of my system, I’m pretty fucking excited.

Its the end of the world, and, really, I do feel fine.