I've been writing posts. Really.
Ok, I've writing posts IN. MY. HEAD. almost everyday on my way to work but, well, you know how that goes. By the time I step into my office I've forgotten everything or at the very least I have too much to do to take the time to type it out.
I've even tried jotting notes down for later but that doesn't seem to be working either. And please, dear God, PLEASE, do not suggest recording my thoughts. I tried it back when I was trying to write for magazines and children's books. It works but the thing with recording your thoughts is that then... you have to listen to them.
First of all, things never sound as witty on a recording as in my head.
Second, the sound of my voice makes me want to stick sharp, pointy things into my ears to destroy my eardrums and any chance of having to hear my voice again. How anyone can listen to me speak and not run screaming from the room is beyond me. Seriously. Every time I hear my voice on a recording I never want to inflict that pain on anyone again. A fact my husband will now use against me in instances like last night when he actually said, "Just stop speaking, woman." Ha! All he needed to do was play my recorded voice and it would have shut me up for longer than the 5.6 seconds that I did close my mouth in indignation.
Where was I? Ah yes, blogging. Anyone have any ideas how I can harness my brilliant *cough* thoughts on the drive to work and get them into the computer to entertain the 6 non-family readers I have left after my serious lack of blogging? Holy run on sentence Batman!
Anyway, must go. Karate is calling. No, not for me. One of the littles is about to "try it out" for a class. Any guesses as to the chance he'll not like it?