Musings from the Moon

It has been quite a December and (almost half!) of a January. It is a new year in a new decade and from my surgery to the holidays and finally taking Web Boy to University, I have had a lot of time to think, celebrate, evaluate and create.

Create – that is where I want to be in this new year, in this new decade.

Musings is not fitting in with that plan.

Whether I would like to admit it fully or not, Musings turned into a Gosselin Blog very early on. That was never my intention from the start and as Musings grew, it was not my intention of the direction of that growth, but I had to face the fact that no matter what I really blogged about other than the Gosselins, some how, some way, it always segued into something about them. It is/was what most of the posters at Musings wanted to talk about, come what may. I accepted that, for the most part, for months.

Then I had surgery, then the holidays came and a long trip encompassing many hours driving – 18 to be exact. A lot of time to think – which is a good thing, actually.

From my time away and scanning the comments, it is clear that the majority of posters still want to talk about the Gosselins. The Gosselins, however, are something that I have given up in this year. I have no desire to follow the train wreck any further. The trains should have literally imploded by now and turned to dust, but nope! They keep going and going and going………………….

They, and their cohorts…………………damn – it leaves me speechless. There isn’t anything else that I could say about them that I haven’t already. I was right about them from the onset – nothing has changed there except that I never thought that either would take it as far as they have. It is clear that they will NEVER have their children’s best interests at heart. They never have, they never will and in the words of the great late Kurt Vonnegut (oh my God, I can’t believe I just typed Kurt Vonnegut in a paragraph about the Gosselins) – “So it goes.”.

Over the last year and a half I have spent at least 25 hours a week plus administrating Musings literally. That is a hell of a lot of time to dedicate to something one abhors and can do nothing about, and I am berating myself for it. I truly loved the community that was built here, but the subject matter leaves me with a bad, bad taste which I need to eradicate. Between the personal time and the money spent – I have to bow out to set my energy on things that are personally important to me – Kate’s hair and Jon’s douchery don’t make the grade. Not in this new year and not in this decade. Perhaps they really will be gone from the media in 2020 – one can only hope.

I thank each and every one of you from the bottom of my heart that tried to help with Musings’ costs through the last 5 months or so and even as late as today (Tam, I sent back your donation – the thought was so appreciated though!). It did help to curb about half the costs of running Musings monthly and was a massive help to me. You ALL ROCK!

There are so many blogs about the Gosselins, Musings should not be missed. That is my hope anyway.

I have today sold the Musings domain – I do not know what the new owner has in store for it. I don’t know if they will continue it or rebrand it – time will obviously tell.

My final decision regarding Musings came from a lunch that Web Boy and I had near the National Gallery in DC. We had spent the morning viewing art and had stopped into a Mexican bistro for lunch. Web Boy being the adventurer that he is, ordered a Grasshopper Taco among a few other tapas type of offerings. He has always been that way. Open to new and different things, particularly in the food realm – something that I admire. I don’t even like grasshoppers in the grass, let alone on top of my guacamole. He lives life and he lives it fully.

Another gentle (ha! more like a ton of bricks or a 15 foot deep and 5 feet tall container full of Holocaust victim shoes) reminder came after spending 5 hours in the Holocaust Museum – a visit which has hit me so profoundly it is hard to articulate – time is fragile. Time is fleeting and time speeds forth faster than one can imagine.

Time is valuable and gone in the blink of an eye.

What do I want to spend my time doing?

Creating.

The Gosselins do not fit into that in any way, shape or form, and I thank my lucky stars and final sensibility for that.

I will miss you all, but my email is always open to you, as is Crone on the Hill (http://croneonthehill.com), which I will be continuing, but should you come and visit, please remember that Crone is a blog about living creatively and art and me (perhaps you too) and life and love and all of those things that, in this new year, in this new decade, I want to concentrate on 100%.

I want to concentrate on the things that truly matter, so I shall.

With half eaten grasshopper tacos, peace, good and creativity~

Moon

EDITED TO ADD: Friday Follies will continue at Crone for those that are interested!