The End of My Rope has been Found in the Toilet
This is not a real post, this is a dump – that becomes funnier later.
We spent more time in emerg last week. Just when we were on the upswing, a full 18-wheeler barrelled into the back of Mister’s car at about 100km/hr. He suffered another concussion (on top of the one he got from his accident in September). He wants me to assure you, that the accident was not his fault at all. He is in really good spirits for a guy who’s been through so much. I, just might not be.
When is enough enough? I’d say, after my accident in December. Damn, I sang a song about it! That should have finished the madness right there only to begin a new madness. The madness of me singing on the interwebs.
Anyway, I am getting up the courage to write about how I feel. But not yet. Because right now I just feel empty. I don’t feel like doing much of anything and yet I plug along. I am still going to physiotherapy and that is time consuming and challenging. I am still writing for BluntMoms and that has proven to also be challenging. I hadn’t really thought much about writing for others before. This blog, seen by my adoring group of 6 fans (thanks guys!), has been mostly about what I want to write about to date. Nobody has been openly judging me and it has been good. I am hard enough on myself. Now I am being edited and it has taken its toll. I am told I will love being edited, one day.
All of this has led to me posting less here. Lack of time, energy, confidence have pushed me to the end. I have been writing lots – but it sits in my computer ‘not ready for human consumption’. UGH
To top it off, my new iPhone 6 fell into the toilet* Sunday and has been in rice since. That was some splash**.
my phone us 🙂
* The toilet was clean.
** In case you missed it, that was the dump reference I alluded to earlier.