Years ago I had a friend who used the practice of “open letters” to get groups of women to let go of some of the stuff they had held inside. I used to choose not to participate most of the time, but tonight, I’m thinking it might be a good time to try. I’m going to say this now: there is going to be a lot in this series of posts that is open, honest, and vulnerable. I’ve been editing myself because I know who reads this and I haven’t always put everything out there because of it. So, this will be a serious of open letters to the people in my life that I have shit to work out with. If you read one, and you realize you’re in it, please know that I’m always open to talking to you more about it…or not…it’s okay either way.
I’m not going to start tonight, because I’ve committed to myself that I will get in bed early every night. I don’t know what the hell happened, but I have really let myself go in the last few weeks and part of that is that I haven’t been sleeping nearly as much as I should. Tonight, after Shelly and I cooked (po-meat-mush…HOLY SHIT those were good) I did the dishes and folded my laundry. I watched Glee and now I”m about to head to bed. I’ll start the series tomorrow. Oh goodie…yet another NaNoWriMo distraction. It’s the 10th tomorrow, I think it’s a good idea for me to quit that goal.
Who knows, I could always knock out 50K words in like…20 days. *hahahaha* Right.
