Tchotchke Wisdom

So I have set a goal for myself to write here at least once a week as a part of the #TypaAChallenge. How hard can it be, right? Well, it must be fairly hard because I have yet to get the hang of it! Despite the fact (truly – the fact) that on multiple occasions every week I have butterflies in the stomach saying, “Oh, this would make a rich blog post!” I just can’t seem to get it together to reveal these pearls of wisdom to you, oh faithful reader (yes, I mean all 4 of you.).

Which leads me to wonder: what the heck do I do all day? I’m mean seriously. I have, in the last 23 minutes, developed a real complex about this. I’dont mess it upm wishing that I had one of my mother-in-laws Xanax right about now because I’m on the verge of freaking out. You see, I’m the one who savors the moment, takes it all in, appreciates the passing of time. I like to take the long road home – even get lost once in a while just for fun. And all I’m thinking right now is to get it done. Stop wasting time. It is as if my propensity for OCD and my ADD have collided.

And so, I’m looking at the little tchotchke (honestly, that’s how it is spelled) on my kitchen counter that says, “This is the day the Lord has made. Don’t mess it up.” and I’m wondering exactly what that means.

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