I started to limit my FB interaction because I was too addicted, really, and it is so very easy to follow a posted story until you’ve read ten stories that had nothing to do with the story you started out being interested in.  There are one or two people – and you know who you are – who post such interesting things it makes it almost impossible to not click it….and we’re off for another half hour.

I wanted to delete my account completely but then I wouldn’t be able to message and I wanted that ability to have a real conversation if I wanted.  That has worked out fairly well and while I have been better about not obsessively checking FB, it is creeping in again.  Why do I have to have such interesting, clever, creative friends. Fie on you all!

Sorry.

Today I was looking for an old blog post about swearing in front of your kids and how it backfired on me.  These days I find myself surrounded by a younger generation who are generating reproductions themselves and the subject has come up of “holy shit, maybe I need to clean up my language before the baby comes.”  Meh.  Not necessarily, my kids turned out ok.

I went down my own rabbit hole of my writing and realized that I hadn’t written much lately, despite my plan to write more on blog versus spend time on FB.  So today is the day I start, ahem, relieving myself.  I will post links here on FB and you can decide for yourself if you dare to glimpse into the deep recesses of my noggin or not.

First stop…the scuba journey.