Well, I started blogging one week ago today. I can say that it has really helped. Maybe this is the equivalent of "journaling" that so many people swear by. I, myself, can't journal. I hate handwriting and I get impatient and bored with the process. But, its so much easier to journal electronically. You can type a thought, re-read it, erase or edit if necessary, and basically sound somewhat like an intelligent individual. I like that and I am finding that I love blogging. I don't have any followers (except maybe my husband) and that's just fine. I left my blog open to the public to read, just in case somebody happens to come across it and get something out of my ranting.
So, here I am, sitting with those darn dogs that got loose yesterday. I think everyone is finally cooling off from that emotional rollercoaster that yesterday's event brought on. I know I feel emotionally numb again - not in a bad way - just in a tired of thinking about stuff kind of way. I feel content however, and am planning to do something productive today. Maybe I can bring my donations over to Saver's. Maybe I'll go grocery shopping since I don't think my husband has anything to make for his lunches. Maybe I'll try to make some sort of dinner, too. I just don't want to be sitting around moping again today. I am going to make today a GREAT day!
Side note... I had another dream this morning about taking care of a baby that wasn't mine. This baby was an interracial child, probably about 6-9 months old and was possibly up for adoption. I think my mom was there with me helping me feed the baby corn (cut off the cob). I don't know what the heck these dreams mean, if anything. All I know is while I like having them I don't because I am always looking for the meanings of dreams. And these dreams I definitely don't understand...
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