I thought an iced coffee would help, I really did. Sometimes eating ice cream helps. Sometimes eating dinner helps. Sometimes nothing will help but yet I must just sit down and make my goddam blog post.
Welcome to Wuss-out Wednesday.
Sorry, folks, but the bad posts continue. I typed the above before I had to go pick up Steven at work. Actually, I still had to shower and get dressed. It took me a LONG time to get dressed (that is, almost ten minutes, I think), because I have a lousy wardrobe. I have a lot of clothes but most of them don’t fit, don’t go together or are unwearable at the moment for all sorts of stupid reasons. I put together a not unreasonable outfit and thought that would make a good blog post. Unfortunately, I had not time.
And isn’t that ironic? I did something I thought I could write a blog post about, but because I did it, I did not have time to make the blog post. Am I the only one who finds that striking? Perhaps I am.
So why am I not writing that blog post now? Did I not mention this is Wuss-out Wednesday? In fact, when I picked up Steven, I pointed out my fun little outfit and said if he wanted to go get something to eat, we could. I fully expected him to say he just wanted to go home and relax, but dinner sounded good to him. We ended up at Jamo’s, where they had a Date Night special going on which included a carafe of wine.
Yes, I have sipped and typed before (a carafe is only two glasses apiece; I did not tie one one, so stop making that unbearably superior smirk at me) (you know who you are). Today I am tired. That is three days in a row of being tired! I think I need a different approach. I’ll work on it tomorrow, on Non-Sequitur Thursday, when I will try not to wine so much.
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