So, as I was ranting to myself the whole drive home from work the other day, it occurs to me that I need a healthier outlet to my opinions than my windshield. Don't get me wrong, I love my windshield. It protects me from the wind, rain, snow and bugs. If I turn them on, it has built in squeeges that keep it "clean." (Or at least clear of debris in the places where they scrape.) It is quiet and kind of a great listener. But it doesn't talk back. I can't bounce ideas off it. I can, they just come back the same way I threw them. Really. And if your windshield changes the ideas before they get back to you, call me. I need to borrow your car.
Simply put, I am a working Mom, Stepmom, and wife who has opinions. Those who know me normally don't ask for most of my opinions, for I am more than willing to share them. Sometimes loudly. Sometimes with colerful language. Always with humor. Never to cause other people pain. Or shame, unless they deserve to be shamed.
I am fortunate to have a wondeful family, great co-workers, and even an OK if not disfunctional extended family, for the most part. I'm also honest enough to admit that sometimes these wonderful people drive me bat shit crazy with their demands and stupidity. And sometimes I don't handle it well, as my windshield could tell you. If it could talk.
I am very new to the blog concept. I don't know how to make people read this. Or if I want them to. Or if this is just a sort of "online diary" that I can add to when I get bored. Or how to find this later. But please, let me know what you think, and I'll check in later.
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