So I have stepped away from the blog for a couple days here.
I could feel a rant coming on.
And well, that’s hardly ever a good idea.
It’s true that the blog can sometimes function as a form of therapy for me.
But in the end, I don’t pay you all nearly enough for that.
So I’m just taking a couple deep breaths.
Making some pinterest recipes, venting my frustration on little league umpires, and occasionally taking a nap.
It’s lovely.
And seriously, I am well aware of the shallowness of my frustrations. The immaturity of my sensitivity. And the areas of profound growth that I do so wish I had mastered by 33 darn years old.
Anybody have a good coping mechanism for such things? Do share.
Candy Orange Slices. Sorry, that’s all I got….but I am still 32 for a few more months, maybe I’ll know more when I’m older.
Hang in there. Rest up. Prioritize. (And by that I mean, although we love to hear from you, don’t feel obligated to appease us readers by writing on the blog if there are other things or people that need your attention.)
run
bake bread
give up meat
and might i suggest fat tire?