If days were body parts, then Friday was a hemorrhoid. Not lethal, but extremely annoying.

And it took everything I had to stop eating comfort food to write it all down, but WIAD, I did.

Thank you.

Since we’re halfway through the month I thought I’d bring you up to date on what this little exercise is accomplishing. No terribly much, as it turns out, other than the usual character-strengthening benefits of doing something that I don’t particularly want to do but probably should, and actually doing what I’m telling you I’m doing, which is something you can’t see but I can and that’s the definition of character in the first place.

It also is taking the Avoidance and Can’t Finish Crap monkeys off my back, which is weight I can do without.

So thank you for that, too.

What the heck is she doing now?

© E. Stocking Evans 2016