A friend yesterday had more of a struggle imagining me finding time to write a daily blog, than she had picturing me as a funeral director. And it's true that sometimes it's a struggle to find time - particularly to write something that I feels merit broadcast. Othertimes the struggle is to have something to say. I'm of the view that if I can't say something kind its better not to say anything at all. So the days when I'm most in need of a rant rather than reflect, I tend to forbid myself from expressing how I feel in my blog cos I don't think the internet's the place for that. I'm all for venting, but only in safe places where the impact of my buttons having got pressed doesn't then go onto to hurt others.
I have a friend coming for an after-school brew. Maybe she'll get the rant, whilst I wash up the week old dishes, and my next blog will hold something worth reading...
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