I have no idea what to post today. I started working on a post about guilt but that bummed me out.
Tangent alert: I’m feeling like ca-ca (as my daughter so eloquently put it) and I just want to go back to bed. On the up side, if I’m really sick I can skip the family dinner on Saturday! Woo hoo! Go congestion, go sinusitis! Wait, what? Am I seriously hoping for illness? Not really. I guess. But avoiding dinner at a restaurant I can’t afford sounds excellent about now. End Tangent.
It occurred to me that since this blog is mainly about venting the stuff I would unload on a therapist, the post about guilt shouldn’t bum me out but should be healing, shouldn’t it? But I still can’t finish it now. Also, the point of the blog is that it’s mine. I get to write what I want, when I want, and it doesn’t even matter to me if anyone reads it. That said, it is nice to know some folks out there are reading and can relate to even a little of what I’ve been through. And since this is for my benefit, I’m NOT writing about guilt now. Later maybe. In a week or five. Or twenty.
P.S. There’s a cool post on wordpress’s Freshly Pressed page called 10,000 Santas Go into a Bar. Worth a read if you have the time: 10,000 Santas