I don’t know if they’ll bury me in a box, shroud or burn me. Given my
Given my druthers there will be no burning and if they should do that, well you better dump my ashes somewhere because if you don’t I will find a way back.
It is like the old saying, if you try to kill me you better get it done because if you don’t I am going to come after you and hell is coming with me.
It has been far too long since I updated here but when you have five blogs it is hard to keep them all going and I have fallen short here.
Been pretty good at one of the others, that gets new content 5-6 times a week.
Anyhoo, I am here now and we’ll do our best to hold your attention for a few.
Blogging The Mystery
Chuck and I haven’t ever spoken but I think he’d appreciate what I am doing now because fear and I have become intimate companions.
You don’t need to know all of the details or hear precisely how and why to appreciate my saying I am wrestling with some stuff now.
They are the demons and monsters that we call uncertainty and his/her/its friends.
The beasts that come out when you know you have done your damnedest to make some things happen and aren’t sure if it will measure up in the way you want/hope it to.
So I am here, blogging the mystery and telling you and reminding me that I have busted my butt to do it right.
I have done all I am capable of doing to make certain things go a certain way and now I have to hope it is enough.
And that is really hard for me and really sort of scary.
It might not be.
This might not work and I hate that.
But then again, it might.
It might be better than I expect and the anticipation might be the worst part.
I won’t know until I know and that is what troubles me.
It is like taking a test and waiting for your grades. You think you did ok but you aren’t sure and can’t know until the paper is handed back to you.
Guess I better sign off and get cracking again because I intend to win that damn prize.
See you in the comments.