Still running for the cheese (or why this blog still exists)

As my regular readers can tell, this has been a dry year for me. Just look at the number of posts this year vs. 2008! Awhile back, I had considered either shutting down the Maze, or starting a new blog that would more accurately reflect where I am in life now. Truth be told, sometimes I come here, look around, and feel distinctly hypocrytical about the things I want to write. I'm sure I'm not the only one to ever be in that kind of place.
As the time in between posts has grown longer, I came to realize something. Without the past years' material, where I am now makes very little sense. What good is the destination without the journey? As Christians, so much of the best stuff that happens to us is in the times God is molding us to His image. To throw away the evidence of that process would somehow cheapen the result, I think.
So, here we are, dear friends. I think my little mousie may just have rounded a corner finally. Some things will change around here to reflect the changes in my heart. And you know what? That's ok. As much as I typically rage against anything changed in my life, I'm learning to accept the God-given ones. My prayer is that some of you may be encouraged by what you read here. Hey, you may even be challenged. And of course, if you know me, then you know you always stand a good chance of being offended too. Not intentionally, to be sure! Just know that what you find as you wander this Maze with me may surprise you as much as it does me.

All that to say this:

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Friday, June 6, 2008

Yelling at inanimate objects doesn't make you crazy...'s waiting for the response that does!
I've come to the conclusion that I hate smoke detectors. Especially ill-placed ones in hallways. Like ones right outside bathrooms. Yeah, those ones.
In my apartment, I can't close the bathroom door. Either the kids are banging on it, yelling to find out what exactly is Mom doing in there, or I find myself feeling a tad claustrophobic. So I gave up. Each day, I take a fairly hot shower. I always put that pointless fan thingy on. And each day, the battle begins.
"Ah for cryin' out loud! I just got the shampoo in!"
"Just cram it, will ya?!"
~silence from the Enemy~
"Alright already, I'm rinsing! You hear me? I'M RINSING!"
I step out of the shower, grab my towel, and all seems right...

Each day, this scene plays out. Every great character has a nemesis.
Bugs has Elmer.
Tom has Jerry.
KND has "adult tyranny".
Perry the Platypus has Dr. Doofenschmirtz.
And now I have "The Detector".

Til next squeak,

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