Well my plan to write everyday in November didn’t exactly pan out. 19 posts in 30 days ain’t so shabby. Besides there were the holidays, a couple of Internet issues and a few things that I just couldn’t bring myself to post about. I’ve learned that having to write everyday is therapeutic but a stress I don’t need. My paranoid tendencies still make me wonder who’s reading this and how what I write is perceived.
But the good part is the older I get the less I care. So there! Yes that is one of the joys of getting older you care less and less. I totally see myself being one of those old ladies driving around in a big car….real slow. Not caring at all about the youngin behind me that has places to be! Can’t wait…..
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