Okay, just in case it looks like it, I didn't write four posts all in one day. I just couldn't figure out the whole publishing them part... got it now.
I am finding this whole experiences of blogging (so far, ha!) kind of cathartic. I am a sister, mother, wife, daughter, homeowner, taxpayer .. and this is for no one but me. In fact, no one except whoever reads, knows that it exists. That anonymity might serve me well as I unload my brain.
It's kind of like that extra 10 minutes you take to stop at Starbucks before returning home to the kids or hubby. Okay, so there isn't a Starbucks ANYWHERE near me, but once upon a time there was.
