I have trouble with titles, so I’ve decided that on the days when I’m looking at the title box for fifteen minutes, I’ll just put something random up there. It’s better than not posting because I can’t think of a title, right? Right.

I’m not even sure I have anything to say really. I just truly needed that post to move down a bit. I know that’s not a good reason to post. I told myself I’d stop doing that…posting just to post. That was my goal for myself, after BlogHer.

Yet, I can’t leave that post up at the top anymore. It haunts me.  Not the post itself, but the topic. It hurts me. It’s hard to think about, much less write or talk about. It changed who I am. Probably not for the better.

I want to respond to all of you, for your lovely comments, but I just can’t seem to do it. I know it’s not a requirement. I do however wish I had it in me to do so. Just know, I appreciate every single one of you. You have no idea how much. Really.

Moving on.

I have no daycare for Harrison this week. Which has been interesting. You know, I got off easy when he was a baby. He was such a sweet easy little thing. He’s still sweet, don’t get me wrong….there is just nothing easy about him these days. He’s destructive. That could be in all caps actually. My boy is DESTRUCTIVE. He’s like a little Tasmanian devil.

The girls start school tomorrow. Which thrills me. I know, I know, I should be sad…blah, blah, blah. I’m not. I’m ready. I wish they’d gone on Monday. Ha.

And yeah, that’s all I know.