Not that you asked, but for my sake – I’m gonna just chill tonight.

This blog is a commitment to myself to write something every day to fulfill my inner most desire to be truly dedicated to my creative self. Whether what I have to say provides value is not up for discussion or debate – either for myself or anyone else. It is in keeping the promise to myself that provides the most value for me and my brain.

Each day brings an opportunity for renewed energy and ideas for amazing personal insight, spectacularly spontaneous wit and unique observations of the world around me. Not sure how many of these days I’ve managed to achieve any of those lofty sentiments thus far, but I’ll keep at it until I get somewhere near that neighborhood. If those are lacking, I can bring forth the ever present, alternative poetic-me and riff on the keyboard whatever my soul spews forth. I sometimes like to thinly disguise my trials under a series of sudden fiction adventure pieces with my favorite heroine, Vivian. If totally desperate, I can respond to a meme that is skipping its way around the digital universe.

If all of those muses fail to make a connection spark in the oddly wired sections beneath my skull candy – then it must be Monday.

Peace.

So much going on – not sure where to start.

Watched my amazing daughter finally overcome her fear of riding a bike (after nearly 6 years) and pedal unassisted around our nearby park.

Made the tiniest bit of headway in repairing our house not only so it is more livable for us but also so that it might be livable for someone (anyone) else to want to buy it.

Searching for a new home while searching for a way to afford it and sell the current one.

Fighting back and forth with my hormones that don’t want to stay settled in any kind of normal way.

Trying to build a career out of what I supposed was nothing more than a day job, lose 20 pounds gained over the last year, and reintroduce my body back to regular exercise.

Maintain, strengthen and enhance my marriage and relationship with my best friend of over 20 years.

Be present and engaged in the lives of the two most wonderfully magnificent creations this universe has ever seen – our kids.

Transform all of my experience into Pulitzer Prize/Nobel Laurette material to share with all the world in love and peace.

🙂

Think Black Eyed Peas –

“And the base keep runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and…”

Not that I’m a huge fan of theirs, just that song is running in my head today.

I was doing that – runnin’ runnin’ and runnin’ runnin’ – in the absolute non-literal sense of I was going about my perfectly fine day when suddenly —

Faster than a babbling bitch brandishing a bad attitude! More powerful than a lopsided lacerating limbo! Able to heap massive doom in a single binding butt-clinch!

“Look!”

“It’s a bird!”

“It’s a plane!”

“It’s SuperHormone!!”

Yes, it’s SuperHormone … A strange yet regular visitor with powers and abilities far beyond those of ordinary hormones! SuperHormone … who can swing the course of mighty moods, bend happiness in her bare hands, and who, disguised as a mild-mannered 40-something working Mom and Wife of a great and wonderful family, fights a never-ending battle for sloth, depression, and gluttony in a weepy-vengeful raging-way!

It comes without warning and stays beyond its welcome every single time. It can turn the world off with its frown and take a beautiful sunny day and make it all seem hopeless. It can melt the ice caps with its hot flashes, add five pounds in a day from its food cravings and flood the banks of the Amazon with its tears.

And that has been my day.