Every woman has her thing. And if you are a woman and you don't have a thing, get one. Mine is blogging. It eases me. It gives me something to do with my hands. My somewhat nervous hands.
My blood pressure is usually alarmingly low. So low that at my last visit to the dentist she wouldn't put me to sleep because my pressure was so low and didn't want to risk it. That's what she said, risk it. Is that ok to say in front of the patient? Today it was not high, but higher than usual. So it was good. That's good.
I ramble. I word on and on when I am waiting. I write. I write words and lists and phrases. When I am waiting. When I am somewhat nervous about waiting. Nervous about whatever.
It's my blog I can write what I want. I'm so glad my family doesn't read my blog. Well, some but not the ones who would have something to say about me posting the personal things I post.
"Love me or leave me alone." Who sang that?