We all know Caveat Emptor. Google says lector = reader.
At the end of last week, I had a long talk with Coach about the rest of the fall show season. I gave her right of refusal, given the current scrambled state of my psyche. I offer you the same deal.
I’ve been in a mood. You may have noticed. Not likely to change soon. On the other hand, it’s not fair that you suffer through problems not of your making. Options:
B) Keep reading but know that you will have to deal with a higher occurrence of neurotic meltdowns. I will attempt to be entertaining, but whining will transpire.
Coach elected to endure the drama. Apparently, the things that give me agita are also the things that make me who I am. Far too generous. Personally, I’d chose door number one if there was any possible way to manage it. (Does anyone else want to get away from themselves. Just for a break? Or is that part of what makes me who I am? But I digress.)
So, I will continue to show and continue to blog. I don’t promise to be a ray of sunshine about either one.
You have been warned.