The question is: do I have time for a Monstrous Monday post early this Tuesday morning (but not as early as I had hoped)? Yes, yes, I have been promising and promising to make real blog posts. You didn’t think I meant every day, did you? (Oh, don’t say YOU did; you knew I didn’t and you’re just happy to shame me now that I haven’t!) (Did that make sense? I really have had coffee this morning.)
I am feeling perhaps more stressed these days than my life events justify. I can’t help how I feel, but I am trying to get my stuff done and not run around waving my arms and making b-b-b-b noises (I would scream, but my throat is so sore from my allergies, it hurts) as I feel inclined to do.
A lot of people are quite creeped out by spiders. I, on the other hand, am not. It is interesting to me how I can be squeamish and/or screamy about some things and not at all about others. I shan’t tell you my phobias, in case local readers see this and want to torment me.
Can you tell that’s a spider on my hat? I wore it on Kentucky Derby Day one year, and to a tea party last year. It is one of my favorite garage sale purchases.
And now I am over 200 words. Score! Still feeling stressed? Yes! But that’s not your problem. Do you have any problems? If so, I am here to listen. It will take my mind off mine.





