I peeked out at the world and discovered it was Saturday.
I've decided not to write a blog today.
In fact, I've decided to just lie in. Read a book. Maybe catch a flick. Bake a tater tot casserole for supper.
Writing a blog just didn't make it on my list.
See, nothing happened that I want to write about. If I did write about one of the things, I'd be nasty. If I wrote about another, I'd be catty. If I wrote about yet another, I'd be inappropriate.
I don't want to be any of those things.
So, I'm not going to write a blog today.
I think I might just watch a bit of telly. Brew a pot of green tea. Make a sugar free cake.
It ain't easy having something to say every day. Straining through the day waiting for a blog to happen. Storing away stories for a dry day like today. Having a day come to a close without inspiration for the morning causes a bit of panic.
But why? I ask.
I can simply say: I'm not going to write a blog today.
It's my right.
It's my choice.
It's totally up to me.
So Chewing the Fat is closed for the day. Not the season. Not even tomorrow. But just for today.
No wait, I'm vegetarian.
Gone Apple Picking.
Now I just need an accessible tree.