It drives me crazy. There is so much I want to say. Then I start censoring myself---can't write about that (too boring), don't mention that (too confrontational), and for sure don't go there (people will think you are nuts!).
So I end up just leaving my blog posting page and saying some random stuff on Twitter and sometimes Facebook.
And now I am wondering. Who is the blog for? Is it for readers--well let's be more honest--to get readers? Or is it for me? I started blogging to get things out of my head and to, in a sense, clear out my thoughts. But that's not what I do anymore. I began this blog trying very hard to open and honest.
But I haven't been able to do that, especially recently.
I could tell you how I feel like I am going to throw up if I see anything related to Christmas or how my sons have about 5 or 6 accidents a day right now. Adjustment has not been that 'fantastic'.
So depressing. I don't feel going there.
I could tell you about the remodeling we are doing and how I have learned the difference between French Country and Provential (I know I spelled it wrong!) French. And why the latter is just a really really bad choice if you have kids.
But what if someone reads this and has that style with lots of kids. I hate ruffling feathers.
I could tell you I truly fear the check and balance system in our government is in danger and that our leader is anything but.
Whoa--talk about ruffling feathers! That's politics and a big can of worms I don't have the strength do deal with.
So I'll just keep brain storming. Maybe going back to menus or wordless Wednesdays. Or better yet, devote the blog to LOST. LOST will be on soon. LOST will be on soon.