I typically write my blog post before I write a title for it. I often wonder if other bloggers do this too, but perhaps the way I write is unusual. For me, it’s journal-style. Where I can easily spill my thoughts, as fragmented as they sometimes are, onto a page and then go back and make sense of them. Group them, and fix any errors, and then come up with a title. I’m sure I have quite a few drafts of posts that I never finished… untitled… just sitting there waiting to be completed – and yet – I never come back to them. Each blog post is fresh. Why can I not just delete them? I guess there are just some thoughts I don’t want to finish.
I’m having a weird evening. I finished tidying up the living room and locking up the house, was heading to take a shower. Then I figured I’d do a little writing. Went to grab my laptop, got distracted by a messy kitchen, tidied it a little bit and here I am… finally writing, with no shower. Time has completely escaped me this evening because when I look at the clock – it’s getting late. Can I just say – sometimes, as a single mom, it’s hard to keep up. I don’t feel good – I think I’ve got a kidney stone. I’ve had them before. You range from uncomfortable to downright misery for a few days and then everything returns to normal. Well – at least, in my case. But because I’m uncomfortable, it’s making me a little slower, with a lot less energy. I’m looking around my messy house – God, I need a maid. And a vacation.
It’s R’s last week with us here, and we spent some time chatting this evening. I will miss our chats. We’ve learned how to communicate with each other – which means we can communicate about just about anything without upsetting or offending the other person. We’ve had some very interesting conversations about things like racism, religion, the after life, as well as things like the perfect burger or what we’d do if a zombie walked randomly down the street. She made me promise I’d call her. DUH woman! 🙂 But I think we’re both kind of feeling a weird sadness over the incoming goodbye.
Well – it’s now an hour later than when I started this… and I still need to shower and prep for my early morning. But I couldn’t help myself… I just had to say that I’m so grateful for my life – my crazy world and everyone I surround myself with. My village of friends and family. The people I love. It was thoughts, many inspired by them – that I write in this blog. Much love to you neverland. Goodnight.