The weather continues hot, I continue tired, and the blog posts continue foolish.
Welcome to Wrist to Forehead Sunday!
I suppose you all think I’m hungover from partying too heartily last night. I’m actually mostly tired. My head doesn’t hurt, my stomach’s not upset. I just can’t seem to write. This has been an ongoing problem with me, as I believe my foolish blog posts have shown.
Earlier in the week, I had some glimmers of hope when I wrote a whole other page on a post I could not complete previously. I think it’s going to be a really good post. If I can ever finish it. I have a draft saved of a post I started to write week before last. I tried to finish that one, too. I couldn’t do it, because I can’t find a way to describe the restaurant it was about, and it just seemed wrong to write the post without it. On Thursday, Steven and I went for dinner at Crazy Otto’s Empire Diner. Surely that should be a bloggable activity. Yet, I felt I could not think of anything new to say about Crazy Otto’s.
Writing isn’t the only thing I have been slacking on. I also have not been running. Shall I blame the weather for that too? No doubt it is a factor. However, other people manage to run. I daresay I could too.
So here is my ambition: I will write a real blog post tomorrow, and I will go running after work. One minor caveat: if we finally get the thunderstorms they have been promising us, I will run in place on the mini-tramp. I’m going to hit Publish on this and just put it out there. This is Mohawk Valley Girl, turning over a new leaf.
But today I am still going to slack.