Yeah. So what.

So. Part of the reason why I stopped blogging was because this no longer seemed like a suitable place to write down my thoughts. I was criticized for making my whining and complaining public, but then it is such a pain to restrict readers and require everyone to log in if they happen to be curious about what my latest issue is about.

Okay, so perhaps it all stems from my laziness (or my readers' laziness? teehee). But on the other hand, it's just in bad taste to air one's garbage. Even if this will all probably be read by no one, or by people I will never meet, or by people who will make no difference in the grand scheme of things.

When you really think about it, though... who cares? Some days I have a bee in my bonnet and I just have this urge to get it off my chest and I don't really care who knows what or what anybody thinks.

Or maybe I'm just bored. And that's what the problem is. I shouldn't be bored because my house is always a mess and there are numerous projects that have needed my attention for weeks, months... even (yikes) years. And of course, my kids are in school so I have all the time in the world to take pride in my home. I just need to get off the elliptical trainer, stop chitchatting so much with the members at the gym before and after the classes I teach, and focus on NOT being so damn selfish all the time. Because if I cared, then I would have a perfect home, free of dust and clutter, with every throw pillow neatly in line on the couch. Oh, and my children would be prodigies.

But no. I am lazy, selfish. And I don't even go to church on Sundays.

A train wreck, I tell ya.