To think too long about doing a thing often becomes its undoing.
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I’m not purposefully lazy. I don’t consider myself to be lazy at all. I might be disinclined to be purposefully useful though. (I never met a thesaurus I didn’t like). I do, however, have a tendency to over-think, over-stress, over-eat, and under-do. I love to write. I love to share. I love to read your responses. I love knowing that someone I didn’t know until they responded to me, understands and appreciates my thoughts, my wishes, my intentions, my nonsense and my innate weirdness. My favorite is the moment finding that long-lost best friend I’ve never met until just now. I love literally wearing my heart and mind on my sleeve, putting out my most personal thoughts into the void that is the internet. And I love that despite having conflicting opinions, and random haters, I have found some magical people.
But back to lazy. I over-thought, over-procrastinated and over-ate some more. I admit I flaked but that is finished. I can’t do that anymore because I really don’t want to be lazy and I miss writing. I miss the weird, over sharing anonymity that this medium allows. So help me out here dear internet stranger/friend. Read me, read my soul. Be my friend, my confidant, my family, my critic, my devil’s advocate, my editor, my heckler, my comfort.
Welcome back to my over-cluttered mind and under-filtered thoughts. I’m not big on New Year’s resolutions but in effort to make a…well an effort…. I am going to make one. I am going to write. I am no longer going to allow myself the luxury of avoiding this. I will not fall into the same trap of “I don’t have anything to say”, “I’m tired” or “I’ll do it tomorrow”. Mostly because we see how well I did it tomorrow because I didn’t. So I am doing it today because you do care and you do miss me and I have something worth saying. I am someone worth listening to. Not because I struggle with fertility or because my pancre-ass is broken or even because I have a nice way of grouping words but because I can funny and real and my life is always something run amok – just like yours.
So, I have some wonderful ideas here to freshen up the monotony of my blah-blah-blah. I’m going to start occasionally writing about the pop culture I love to break up the woe-is-me-schtick of infertility and pancre-ass. I would love to have my stranger/friends join me in these discussions, maybe even start a half-ass book club of sorts. Soon we start Philanthropy Run Amok, so keep an eye out for that. And I’ll be restarting my “Just Another Manic Monday”.
I have lots to tell y’all about my life, pancre-ass, and infertility. Don’t go away my old stranger/friends and welcome my new stranger/friends, we have some work to do.