Posting funny or interesting stories every single day for February sounded like a good idea 13 days ago. It is a high standard I have set for myself, but I didn’t think I would be so busy this month.
Living the stories I write about is just so exhausting.
It’s been a killer week, and I am dead.
Time to put the three “R’s” into action:
Rest. Recover. wRite.
This week I will shape the stories from the weekend into some form of entertainment. Will they be any good?
They will involve kiwis, grandfathers, Marilyn Monroe’s underwear, and blue body paint. So . .yeah. They should be pretty good.