Three times. That's how many times I have written this post.
The second time was because A got to the computer when I left for a moment to investigate B's long absence upstairs. I came back to his Thomas website and my post gone.
This third time is because Blogger suddenly gave a message that there is no connection all of sudden to Blogger so I went to save the draft so I could investigage this and my almost finished post got erased. Again.
So I don't have the heart to rewrite the whole thing for the third time, but know that it was impressive. Possibly the best writing I ever did. It was, dare I say, brilliant, the kind of post that makes you laugh, and cry, relate to every aspect of it, want to quote me and link to it. Just know that I am capable of that kind of writing ... even if you never get to see it.
The jist of it was that I keep making fabulous plans and reality sets in like a tantruming two year, screaming and crying and changing everything I was trying to accomplish (can you tell my daughter is having a hissy fit at my feet?). After listing many examples of recent plans vs. reality, I decided to start over all over again with each of them. Fresh start and all that.
Feel inspired? Trust me, if you had read either of the two original posts, you would be. For now, you'll have to take my word on that.