Oh, the pressure

Part of the reason I haven’t written for this blog in a long time is that I feel pressure to write something eloquent and/or funny. And most of the time I don’t feel eloquent or funny. Most of the time I feel very serious and like I have nothing important to say. Or I think everything I have to say is important. And that cancels out anything from actually BEING important. It’s a mind scramble, really.

So, in rebellion, I’m posting a very serious entry today. This is serious. Because there is no hiding the fact that I’m a very serious person. Seriously. It isn’t all fun and games in my life. My life is filled with serious stuff. Serious and important stuff. Serious and important and top secret stuff.

There are little children starving around the world today. (See how serious I can be?)

Also, I have to return the stools I bought for the counter in my apartment since I ordered the wrong height. And they’re heavy and I don’t have a car and have to get them all the way to Target or pay a LOT of money to have UPS pick them up. See? Serious.

I have almost no clean underwear and I have NO IDEA when I’m going to have the time to do laundry. The dilemma!

So chew on those things today folks. Or Shannon. Chew on those things Shannon. And Megan. Because I think you are the only two people who read this blog.