I got a job today. (Mom, I know I said I’d call you, but I was told about it past your bedtime. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.)
So anyway, the job is only 19 hours a week. But between that, school (Three whole credits! of an online class! I know, I shoot for the stars.), the school paper, being a mama, and all of this yarn-related work I’m committed to, I don’t know how much I’ll be blogging this semester.
Or maybe the stress will send me straight into WordPress‘ loving arms. No way to tell.
Anyway, tonight I’m going to put together as many “10 cool” posts as I possibly can, and schedule them for Thursdays. Time to get my act back together.
(“Act” meaning the very crucially important task of blogging about handmade stuff. The world couldn’t go on without it. If I don’t blog about that sweater that Finnish lady knitted, Grady will become malnourished, Winston will get lymphoma, my hair will fall out, and the newspaper industry will die. If the world ends in 2012, it’s because some Mayan (or Aztec? I’m poorly informed) looked into the future and saw that I stopped writing “10 cool things” posts.)
Too many parentheticals! Full disclosure: If someone tries to sneak a parentheses into the newspaper and I catch them, they get a talking to. From me. About how parentheses are often a sign of weak writing.
The moral of the story is this: I’m a hypocrite, a bad writer, sarcastic to the point of alienation, an under-achiever, and I don’t call my mom often enough. Awesome blog post, Mel.