A Post About Nothing, Really

I am really out of sorts today and don’t know what to post. I wrote a whole post about making the most out of each day after I read about Layla Grace’s failing. But then I got all upset and decided not to upset you, too, so I erased it.

Then I tried to write something light and funny and it just sounded stupid.

So I deleted that too.

I would tell you about the phantom pain in my left leg that is suddenly gone (thank goodness) but I know you don’t really care.

And you shouldn’t.

Or that the snow is gone and it is warming up again. I really don’t want to type about weather because let’s face it: I have had weather ON THE BRAIN for the past month or so. Seriously, let’s talk about something – anything- but weather!

I thought about typing to you about how I’m not doing very well on my whole ‘get fit’ plight, but that I’m going to attack it with full force starting immediately. But you know what: I am sick of hearing myself say those things, so my guess is that you don’t want to read them again either. This time, I’ll just keep my fitness plans to myself instead of bolding stating- and then failing- at them yet again.

Or I could tell you about the drama that has been unfolding in the Pinto League boy’s baseball. No, that one I think I’ll keep to myself. It hasn’t been pretty. That is all you need to know at this point. Put it this way: I’ve been a squeaky wheel. VERY SQUEAKY.

I’m just sort of ‘out of it’ today. I’m really quite happy that my mysterious leg pain is gone, but I am suffering from mood swings and cramps (is that TMI?) and I just want to curl into a ball with my jammies on and watch Sex and the City reruns.

It is just one of those days.

I’ll be back tomorrow….