Photo by Linda Bartlett

Umm…

Oh hey there, everybody, October’s Blog Post here. How’s it going? What?

Yeah I know, the calendar says November 10th, I’m late, I get it. I overslept, okay? Embarrassing. I know, I know, I had 31 days to get my ass out here and I blew it. But hey, I’m here now, so….

Boo?

<Cough>

<Crickets>

Yeah, not so effective anymore, is it?

Look, I recognize I’ve got a problem and I’m seeing somebody about it. A professional. A nice lady. Active listener, reasonable rates, scented candles–anyway, not that it’s any of your business but that’s what I’m doing about it. And not that you want to know this but one of the personal calls to action in this working on myself stuff is me accepting me for who I am; to call it out and own it, basically.

So here it is: I’m October’s Blog Post and I have a tricky relationship with deadlines.

To clarify, I’m not a lazy sack like August,  but I’m no dippy chippy overachiever like April either. I actually write in my daily goals calendar now, okay, but I’m not about to decorate it with glitter.

What I’m hoping is that we can all move on from this and by next year have a really good laugh about how awful I used to be. What do you say? Huh? Water under the bridge? Come here, you, yeah all of you. Group hug!

Oh. Whoa. Hold up. Back off.

That’s me, my therapist’s calling.

I’m serious, back off. Don’t stunt my personal growth, people!