409

That's the # of today's post. That's just about one post a day since I started blogging.

Marta asked me tonight if I had blogged today. I said no, I have no inspiration I think that I might stop. Are you nuts she says, are you telling me you're going to break my moms heart.

Well, what the heck am I to blog about?

My sciatic nerve that is hurting me like hell so that all I do is limp?
How the floor boards are rotten on Katie and I can't find the leak that caused it?
How she needs a bottom job?
How my car still sucks and I really do not want to get an other one.

I guess fall is coming, my issues are a spit in the ocean and I should be thankful.

I just don't have even a lick of motivation.

Marta tells me to sit here and think until I come up with a blog. I better obey.