I love having this blog. I really do. But there are some days/weeks when I have no motivation to write anything or even read anyone else’s stuff. And then the guilt and self pressure step in as though my not writing will somehow devastate mankind and keep the earth from continuing it’s rotation in space. I’m always on the lookout for something, anything that I can turn into a blog entry. Work is a dead end at the moment as I’m having a hard time finding actual work to do let alone blog entry ideas. I’ve been hitting our complex workout facility a little harder lately thinking something will come to mind as I’m running in place. The only thing I managed to think was, “I wish I could find the dodo moron who was genius enough to break off the plug prong, from the ONLY fan, into the socket rendering it useless.” Though I think I might have run long enough to burn off the yogurt I had for breakfast. We’ll forget about lunch, dinner, and all the snacks in between. How I lasted in track for 6 years is anybody’s guess.
So my mission this weekend is to find or come up with anything worth writing about. Or anything to write about at all whether it’s worth it or not. I’m not sure what that means I’ll have to do but by golly, I’m going to do it! Well, maybe tomorrow. Tonight I’m attempting to make oatmeal chocolate chip cookies and watching the premire of Psych – if I can stay awake.