This is going to be the schedule for my website this week, unless I get distracted again. In all likelihood, I will. If it’s not my family (who have ALL figured out I have a website now), it’s my friends (mostly because of all the frickin’ parties and social gatherings – come on guys, three in one weekend is a bit much, don’t you think?), my dog, the postman (who I think may not have anyone else to talk to, but me. He is here every morning for at least twenty minutes), or the guys in the sheriff’s department (who, now, visit me as often as the mosquitoes – that’s a good thing, I guess), and I can’t forget the neighbors (the lawyer who owns the house next door is trying to sell it. I think he’s plotting to torch mine – if you saw it, you’d understand why).
Oh yeah, the schedule…
I will post two blogs on family members. They have been patiently waiting for the completion of some manic thoughts from “yours truly” and the “why” escapes me at the moment. Maybe they think I’m going to say something that will change their lives; perhaps they think I have figured out the answers to their many questions, or that I have some vital information. My readers will understand this next line more than my relatives ever could: “They don’t know me very well, do they.”
At the risk of sounding “Frankensteinish” – “It’s alive!”
I have created a monster.
Next, I hope to include two posts on relationship issues; they have been pouring into my email. I had 36 messages to answer this morning – I was only gone for a few days – and this number did not include any of my other mail. I had 64 total. How the hell do I keep up with that?
If I only posted the answers to every question currently in my “saved” folder, I would be blogging until I’m old and gray. Okay, I am old…okay, I am gray…never mind. I guess the time has come to start including more than one topic in each post. I do want to “mix it up,” after all – otherwise, it would be boring, wouldn’t it?
Then, I would like to give myself a break and write a little about my “swearblogger.” Well, I guess he’s not really mine – you can’t own a person, or can you (just kidding, honey)? It’s not as if my readers mind. I get more “hits” when he is mentioned than at any other time. Maybe it’s the suit?
And if you all give me enough time, I’ll include some chapters from the book. Now that’s a novel idea – no pun intended. Lately, I just haven’t taken the time to post them.
Something else must be weighing on my mind. What do you think that could be boys and girls?
While I’m doing all this, I also have a front porch that had all the posts knocked out and is currently being held up by 2x4’s, the bathroom looks like a grenade hit it (time to finish the walls in there), and “the love of my life” and I have a garden in North Carolina too. It needs attention (actually, so does the lawn and mulched areas).
If that’s not enough, I also have more readings scheduled this summer and oh, there is this little bartending company that needs some of my attention. I do work every now and then.
I’m going to need a lot of naptime.
No worries. Keep your pants up and your skirts down, I’ll get to them all eventually.