All weekend, I kept thinking of great things I should blog about.
I kept thinking, also, I should either write these right now or at least make note of the idea.
Then ….. I didn’t do either of those things.
And now, it’s Monday night, and I can’t remember even one fucking thing I was going to blog about.
I know better. I do.
When I was working in the office, I would tell the attorneys – if you don’t see me write it down – it didn’t happen.
I know my fat old lady brain is a fucking sieve.
So this post is the consequence of my failure to acknowledge that I cannot be trusted to remember jack shit.
Sorry … about this much. [—].