I am having one of those days. The kind of rare day where I don’t have anything to say. When I run my ideas through my filter (yes, I DO think before I write, maybe not much, but some) it all seems “too.”
Too frilly, too frumpy. Too silly, too lumpy. Too beady, too bumpy. Old Hat.
Maybe I am having pre-partum depression. The last football game until late August is coming up in six days. Two teams from the Northeast. I can barely work up any enthusiasm for the commercials.
Maybe I have a vitamin D deficiency or an overload of bad chemicals from a surplus of Diet Mountain Dew.
Maybe I am tired. Maybe the mucus has clogged up my synapses in addition to my sinuses. I don’t know. Anybody want to do a guest blog anytime, please let me know. Here’s your lever to move mountains.