Just Heather
Dear Diary

I tend to treat this blog like a diary, only not so private. That’s the part that makes writing hard these days. Most of what is on my mind is not for public consumption. Everything else seems mundane and boring.

I could tell you all about Girl Scout cookie sales and how I blackmailed the troop parents into a cookie mom by threatening to skip the sale altogether and charge $100 per girl to make up for the funds. I could tell you about the ice skating field trip we had planned for tomorrow for my other Girl Scout troop only to find out today that they don’t actually have public skate tomorrow. Nevermind that we verified the date with them 3 times. They suddenly have a hockey tournament that was scheduled months ago. Go figure.

I was excited about my scrapbooking retreat for next week, but I’m not sure all the pictures I wanted for my projects will arrive on time. I don’t know how fun 2 days away with strangers will be if I’ve got nothing to do. I am still trying to finish the girls’ baby albums, but I like to have variety so I can change things up when I start getting stressed or tired.

That seems to be a permanent state these days. I’m not sleeping, I have too much on my mind and I don’t know how to process it all. Since I don’t have an outlet for pounding it out it just stays bottled until I blow up. Then I get to stuff it back in again until next time…

3 Responses to “Dear Diary”

  1. Hi Heather!

    Not sleeping won’t help things either. You need to find some outlet for your feelings, whether it is a truly private journal or through a listening ear. An exploding Heather would make for a very messy situation. Just imagine all the goo that would end up on the television and Girl Scout Cookie boxes. Not a pretty site.
    Take care and let me know if I can help.
    p.s. Are you such a naughty girl that you feel you can’t share? ;-)-

  2. Ok, so instead of telling us your deep dark secrets…come check out the meme I just tagged you for!