I realize there was a time
when people didn’t blog, but that doesn’t erase the guilt I feel when I neglect
my blogging responsibilities.
The thing is I can’t blog
and write a book. Blogging uses an
entirely different side of the brain then book writing. This is not a medical fact, it’s just a
hunch, but I’m willing to stand by it. So, you see, by writing this I’m screwing myself up for tomorrow. I
might even have to take the day off. If
I do take the day off I will do many things including showering. See how poorly written this is? That’s because I’m trying to write without
breathing so I won’t mess up my brain. I have many things to blog about: Kim getting her license, Kim losing
her first bumper, Kim singing in the school concert, Jesse performing bells in
the school concert and refusing to wear a jacket, the smell in my car and the fact
that we’re driving to Florida so we can introduce our dog to my sister’s new
puppy. Many, many things, but not
now. I need to breathe.