It's Tuesday and that means confession time. Let's start with me putzing around for almost two hours Monday night surfing (my rationale was I was hoping to get inspired) and not being able to decide just what I wanted to blog about. Worse, let me confess I had a few ideas but I felt inadequate about my ability to write a good piece so I kept abandoning meatier topics I'd like to talk about.
Moving on- reviews. I love, love, love reading. And I love talking about my latest good read. Reviewing- don't love that so much. What's insane is that I spend whole days writing in my head what I would say in a review. Does anyone else do this? I've read no less that four really good books recently and by now you know not to ask how many of them I've reviewed. I feel pathetic but not enough to do exactly what would eradicate my guilt. Maude help me.
I wish I could afford therapy. Then again, if I could bend a therapist's ear, my resistance and fear of getting the reviews out of my head and onto the screen wouldn't exactly be at the top of my priority list.
Let's move on to what I have accomplished. Tonight I met with my new trainer. This chica is not waiting for the New Year. I'm fat now and my new gig reimburses employees who make an effort to get fit so off to the gym I went. My trainer, Robyn is a young woman who was fat no so long ago, too, and she's a teacher. She so works for me.
DQ made the cheer team today and wants to run track. After learning that I have to pay for her to participate, you can believe she will be sticking these latest interests out for the remainder of the school year. I'm still light-headed not from my workout but at the idea of me having to pay (no small amount either) for my kid to participate in school sports.
Okay, so nothing brilliant or sage here, still I'm feeling good. How was your day?