Flown the coop

I am brilliant...whenever I am away from my blog. All these great ideas come to me when I am alone in my car or working away on a draft of something at work. I solve the world's problems, resolve my parenting dilemmas, and discover the best date idea for my hubby and me that I have had in weeks.

Then I get to the blog after bushwacking through the, "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy" jungle, scaling the, "Screaming, Bleeding, Skinned Knee" mountains,and swinging on an extension cord looped around the ceiling fan to narrowly miss the migrating pile of toxic laundry climbing up out of the basement laundryroom.

By the time I get to my computer, I have suffered multiple head wounds, a broken sense of purpose, and am watching all inspiration bleed out from my body through a severed creative artery.

Oh, well. At least I tried.