Home Based Business Mom

It’s snowing…..again.
I’m not a ’snow hater’….not at all….after all….I was born and raised in Indiana!

But come on – it’s April. It’s April 6th…..or 7th….hell, I don’t know what time it is…or what day it is…..but I do know it’s April….as in “April showers…..blah blah blah….”

Snow makes me sleepy. It makes me feel woozy with thoughts of slumber…..long, restful, vacation like slumbers. Deep REM sleeps. Coma.

When it snows….I go into “lay on the couch and watch stupid tv and eat  junk food” mode.

Hmmmmmm…..

Maybe I needed one more snow day. That one last blast of winter. One more day of laziness. Snuggling on the couch with fleece blankets and fluffy  kittens piled on top. And how about a big “whoohooo” for an excuse to drink coffee all damn day. It’s friggin’ cold outside, eh?!

So like one last cry over a long, lost lover…..there is one last snow. (Better be the last damn snow until December!) I’ll not be a bitchy wannbe sandal wearer….I’ll be the chick on the couch…..fireplace a goin’……celebrity gossip magazines strewn everywhere…..coffee mug steaming…..woolly socks so soft and warm….

Damn….

Now I’m really starting to miss the idea of winter.

Maybe I will honestly shed a tear for another winter gone…..another season whipping by….zooming by at a fast, frothy pace — the days do seem to clip by faster with every year older that I get.

So I’ll enjoy this wintery spell….even though my phlox, hostas and iris’s will look like boiled cabbage when it’s all over….

It’s ok. Plants are resilient. And so am I. Especially after a good cry and a long nap!

I’m having one of those days.
Ya know….the kind of day that hits you about 8 days into the New Year.

You were all jazzed about the clean slate. Beginning a NEW frontier in your life. You’ll be better…the best version of YOU that there can be.

You were all psyched up about eating more healthy, exercising more, saving money, getting that novel started that you always wanted to write….

And then….
BOOM, BAM, BANG.

You wake up with some PMS chocolate cravings and try with all your might to subdue them with one little Hershey kiss – and then next thing you know there’s an empty package of Oreos on your desk and you’re ready to slide onto the couch and take a “tiny” little nap before the kids get home from school.

So much for exercise.

I swear…..the Oreos I BUY….they are speaking to me. They do little perky cheers and whisper sweet nothings.

Give me an E!
Give me an A!
Give me a T!

Give me an M!
And another E!!

What that spell??
EAT ME!

Say it again….
EAT ME!

Come on Kelly Eat Me!!

I’m Yummy!
I’m Your Friend!
Open Your Mouth…..and…
Let me IN!!!

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!

And that novel – maybe I need more life experiences before I can write it. I’m ONLY 42!

And I’ll save some money when I win the lotto. That was my plan all along. I started out thinking I’d put the Publishers Clearing House winnings in a long term money mutual account – but dang, I never won. So….now I play the lotto….it’s a better financial plan for my future.

Yes….
It’s one of those days for me.

But don’t let me drag YOU down to the depths of Oreo crumbs and REM Sleep.

You keep on truckin.

However….I think you’re already the best version of YOU that there is

Ya know…
I thought blogging would be easy…
I really did.

Lord knows I have diarrhea of the mouth….so how hard could it be to just write down my daily thoughts, vents….ponderings….home based business musings??

It’s hard.
Like a mental hemorrhoidal flare up on the information super highway saddle of life….a bumpy, pot hole filled journey that knocks the living sense out of all those tiny Mitochondria things that help power the cells in your body. The butt of my brain is chaffed.

Or better yet…
Hard like fruitcake….

Yes…THAT hard.

I feel like everything I write has to be moving….pivotal…..cathartic….and plain ole worthy of my reader’s time. But I am sorry….some days….I am just stuck.

I feel like a presidential speech writer locked in a windowless room with only 30 minutes to write a speech that rivals the Gettysburg Address.

OH of course….I KNOW it’s not really like that. It just “feels” that way.

I find the most fun about blogging is reading the comments. It’s amazing that people actually read what you say and then take the time to post their thoughts. Good and bad.

If comments are too mean though….all you have to do is delete that comment. It’s like it never existed….POOF! Boy, do I wish I could do that with some of the things I’ve said in my life…AND some of the things said about me.

Or better yet – how about a delete button for cellulite? Now that would be worth celebrating over with a box of Twinkies! I could write about that every day…
A cellulite free world and delicious mini golden pound cakes with cream filling….

My next mission…..world peace. Twinkies for all mankind! How can anyone stay mad if they are eating a Twinkie?

I think I’m hungry.

Anyway….
Today I’ve given myself a very lovely pep talk. I said, “Kelly….Kelly…Kelly…..you love to write….you love to connect with people. (And you can delete mean people…..the power rush!!) Kelly…dear… You have so much stellar wisdom to offer. You’ve got a mug of coffee on your desk…..the fog outside is starting to lift. Now….let the fog in your mind lift as well. Feel the blog…..be the blog…..”

Yes…my inner voice is a mix of Yoda, my Mother and a relaxation tape.

So….I am ready…
Ready to re-commit to my blog. I vow to write EVERY day! Something thought provoking….and stimulating…I’ll make it over 500 words…..YES – 500 amazing words.
Each word caressed with love and care.

OK…..that sounds like a lot – so maybe every other day? That way I can sharpen my mind with a day of rest inbetween each dazzling, anticipated post. You know I was told, in the book….’7 Habits of Highly Successful People’ – you have to take a break to “sharpen your axe” every now and then.

That makes sense to me!

I MUST keep my axe sharp.

Or better yet….
Super sharp.

How about I post twice a week??
That gives me time to work on my other websites…..do laundry…go to the bank and grocery store….take the dog to the vet….take the kids to school and pick them up – and get them to girl scouts, boy scouts, soccer practice and ballet classes. I could also have time to clean the house and get those toilet bowls sparkling….maybe a pie in the oven…plan and cook nutritious meals, work in my flower garden to keep it looking nice, catch American Idol, read the book I’ve been trying to get through for 2 years….and…

OH screw it….

MY mental axe is heavy….and sharpening it would just be another item on my Mommy-Domestic Goddess-Home Business Woman chore list.

I promise to…
I will…
I hope to….

I’ll do my best…..my very best to post at least once a week…..
You moms that work at home need no explanation.

Now….how about more coffee?!!
No, no…..even better…..coffee AND a Twinkie.