I constantly tease Derek about his shameless procrastination. "Wellllll, I can't really get to "X" until "Y" and "Z" happen." What drives me bat-shit is, the thing that needs to happen first is always something I need to do, as in "I can't organize the basement until you go through everything." To which my reply goes something like this, "I can't go through everything until the basement is better organized." It's like the seventh circle of 'pass the buck.' So the running joke is that Mars needs to be in retrograde, and all the planets aligned before "X" can be done (I am not an astronomy major.) Only this time, I'm the one waiting for the planets, and there's nobody to pass that buck to.
I've been tossing around the idea of starting a blog for a while now, mostly because I'm an incredibly interesting person, and I really should bestow my fabulousity on others... Okay, not really. I don't have any delusions of grandeur, but aspirations to mediocrity, in which I can get my kids to places on time, I actually cook dinner every night instead of asking the age-old question of "Who wants pizza?" and I don't feel (or at the very least, don't care if I feel) like I need to over-explain myself to most of the people I interact with. I mean, why do I think it's necessary to explain to the girl at Starbucks that I'm buying an organic milk box because I ran out of juice boxes for Jack's lunch? So I guess my reasoning is this: I can slap together a decent sentence and misery loves company.
Anyway, when I was first setting this thing up, all these good topic ideas were swirling around my head. I should write them down. Nah, it's fine - I'm sure I'll remember (it is here that I'll confess to never remembering anything that I haven't written down EXCEPT my credit card number!) So I'll settle down and get this page together so I can regale the internet with my wit and wisdom. Except it's not that easy for my infected mind because I am now compelled to view every possible permutation of page design available. Then fonts. Then colors. And what about placement? Well, shit, now I've fallen down the rabbit hole.
Well, my planets are finally aligned. It is now two weeks later that I'm posting this, because I got it in my head that I really need to know everything right now. My final epiphany came as I looked up at the clock at three o'clock this morning after spending the previous two and a half hours trying to put a Twitter button on my page. As it stands, that button is in a weird place, but it works, and I can't figure out how to relocate or even remove it, so there it will remain until I decide to investigate further - which may be never because it takes a long time to get over the trauma of getting your head stuck in that hole.