You know what sucks? Well besides the obvious things like disease, poverty, global warming and war. It sucks when you are a blogger with nothing to say. I feel the pressure to get something new up in bluedom because what will the three people that visit think if I go this long with nothing? But I have nothing. I am officially wasting your time, which is precious, and I really like you and I don't want to bore you with run on sentences about zilch. You'd think November would have taught me a few tricks.
Of course there is always unbloggable drama. That would be the hazards of telling other people's stories. It could be that I focus on their commotion so that I don't have to concentrate on my own. Looking at their mess distracts me from reflecting inward.
So all in all, I'm a disaster with no funny antidotes on life.
However I did throw away all the junk that was cluttering my kitchen table.
It's sad that I have to take the Christmas tree down tonight when it's Ukrainian Christmas. (Not that I actually celebrate it other than stuffing myself full of perogies.) The last day for tree pick up is tomorrow. Oh, woe is me.