So it is looking like OD has officially shit the bed. I downloaded a couple days ago, so that is comforting...I copied & pasted it into a Word doc, and it was over 1,500 pages! Wow. That's a lot of mindless typing there, haha. In all seriousness, though -- those 1,500+ pages represent the last 10 years of my life! Pure, pure craziness. OD was there during my growing and changing career(s), it chronicles both of my kids' pregnancies, a miscarriage and other heartache, meeting Jason, planning my wedding and getting married... just, WOW.
I feel kind of naked and exposed here, though. My diary has been on tight lockdown for so many years, I have been paranoid that someone in my "real life" would find my OD, so to write here now with everything out and in the open for anyone to stumble upon and read, that is kind of scary for me.
And, I admit, I do NOT like change. I like OD, I like how it is set up, I like being able to not only choose who reads what I write and view the photos I share. I like the ability to customize how MY diary looks, the colors, fonts, etc. But I need to put my big girl panties on and just deal with the change. The OD ship is sinking.
In any case, I'm here now. For the next chapter.
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