Also, who the duck cares what I did today? Do I even care?
Though, lately, the days have really begun to run together. Today I thought it was Monday, again. Why would I want that? It's as if each day for me is lacking a definite shape. So many days of our lives can be so mundane. I'm not really sure if that's a good thing at all, really. There's been a lot of frustration surrounding a variety of things lately. I don't feel like ranting about it and perpetuating negative energy. I'd rather focus on ways to become financially and mentally stable than rehash the ish that Life throws your way from random directions constantly..
One thing I really need to work on is to stop cursing so dang much. It's a horrible habit I got into in junior high school, not so much to fit in with fellow kids but because i was so darn angry all the time. As a kid, I actually minded my words pretty well when it came to cursing. With a baby on the way, it's high time I took my cursing replacements to a new level. I mean, heck, they are just words. But it's something I'm thinking a lot about today. I've been thinking a lot about Baby today.
I also apparently have a thing about question marks. I'll probably be using a lot more of them in posts whenever I start off with a question. Indeed, I tend to be a rather interrogative rambler. I'm always asking why? Or why not? That's a sign of intelligence, they say. And I'm sure Nova, my daughter, will do it forever, too. So perhaps I should be asking, why not? Why shouldn't I write about my day-to-day life? What if it's too boring? Why should I care?
That being said, I'm not good with series. I've never been good at consistently following the same track. It's fine to have variety, though. Perhaps it's my own fault that I'm not putting enough variety in myself. I really should care more about each day. Otherwise I'm just wasting one of a limited number of days I have on this earth. After my battle with cancer, you'd think I'd value them more than ever. But I let the dark cloud of unfortunate circumstances hover over me and block out the light that I need so desperately to keep on. I've been so lacking in inspiration. I need to get that creative flair back and do something creative every day. That's where my focus should be.
And at least I can say I've done something today, two posts plus this one. I'm a roll.
But who cares?