So November didn't exactly start on the best note for me and I chose/choose not to share because everybody really is dealing with their own battles and demons which makes sharing mine quite selfish and inconsequential. Besides, all these tales of 'dark places' are just so.... dark.
So! I choose to keep it light and fluffy. When the clouds come too close over my head I run off to Instagram where everything is perfect and everyone is beautiful. (I actually heard that Instagram line on a TV show some days ago and I find it apt). Anyhoooooooooo...
Quite frankly I started this post with something in mind but just like that I've lost the plot. I have so much I want to share but I feel like the baby of a polygamous family. It's just... When we were still small and we all kinda knew each other (minus the anonymouses) I talked and I felt like I was talking to my kindred. Now, although I do love and I'm extremely grateful for a bigger family, more traffic (and I pray for even more), I just find that I become more and more impersonal.
In any case, this post might be all over the place and that's because that's how I feel right now.
Ok, so here's why I'm feeling reflective. Next tomorrow (the 4th) Thelma Thinks blog clocks 1. We're marking our very first birthday. I'd planned to mark it in a big way, do some major giveaway, show appreciation to some of my readers, make a splash... And it hurts me to say that this may not be happening. Let's just put it this way; a day will come when I will be able to do all that, but that day isn't next tomorrow.
...Unless there's a windfall of some sort.
LOL. In any case tonight I particularly want to say thank you. I thank you all so much, so so much. I'm not exactly sure why but I do thank you. You've kept me sane.
So I'm off to bed, it was a hectic day but I survived it. LOL. Goodnight lovers!