Remember when I was all, “I’m going to post every day this week?” And then how I posted twice and then how you heard crickets because…well, because I didn’t post every day this week? Yeah, I’m sorry.
I still want to say all the things I said I would say, but time is at such a premium right now I could throw up from all the pressure. Seabass, a new home, working part time, family in town for five straight weeks, keeping house, and the never-ending trail of committments to dinners, weddings, BBQs…the list goes on. And it’s taking its toll. I am exhausted.
The next time I say I’m going to do something crazy like post every day for a week, I permit you to kick my butt. Better yet, just enroll me in the nearest insane asylum. I hear it has TVs, rubber rooms, and you can sleep all day if you want. Sounds like paradise!