Brain Sabotage (Or: Why I can't seem to post regularly...)

My brain seems to be on permanent overdrive. This can be a positive to my life sometimes. It reminds me to set the DVR to record “The Real World”, knows all the lyrics to “funky cold medina”,  and generally reminds me to feed the chi’rens. So you know, all the important shit. But mostly, it’s a huge pain in the ass. It often forces me to focus on my [irrational] fears, like the Dude keeling over and leaving me to deal with TWO BOYS alone. It creates entire fictitious conversations that distract me the entire drive home from work, leaving me wondering how I even got there safely. The most frustrating thing the sneaky bastard does, though, is come up with GENIUS material for the blog at  THE.MOST.INOPPORTUNE.MOMENTS!! (like at 3:30 AM after B-dubs has awoken me for the 3^rd time and I can’t go back to sleep). And of course there is never a pen and paper handy to jot down this literary gold.

And if that’s not bad enough, the crafty lil sumbitch is also a habitual liar. Every time it creates one of those nuggets of blogspiration, it always follows up with “don’t worry.. you’ll remember that later…”.

Of course when later comes, I find myself staring into space anxiously urging begging my brain to recall any portion of its creation.

It’s a lot like a really nice date with someone who just charms the pants off you, and then waiting around for days for the phone call that never comes. 

But two can play at that game... I now have a notepad app on my phone, scrap paper in my purse, and a notebook in my nightstand. Let the Genius flow........