OK, so for weeks now I’ve kept thinking I’d post again, oh, y’know, after I’d hung out the wash or paid the bills or called my state’s senators about that bill re: Lyme disease … or any number of things, some pressing, others not.
More on Lyme disease and why that bill matters later. I mean, I’ve gotta look into it; maybe they (the Senate) already dropped the whole thing. Which did seem an imminent threat a couple of weeks ago, when I placed my calls.
So here I am, a spinning top with a brain like a sieve. Since I began this bit of blather I’ve already been up a half-dozen times doing scatter-brained things I can no longer remember while thinking maybe I should sift (again) through my folder packed with scribbled notes, each hinting at something I thought would make a really cool post — but I’m better (or so I imagine) at coming up with wacky or way-cool ideas that posting about them. Partly it has to do with the perfectionist syndrome; and yes, if I could just get those stories (some true, some not) whipped into shape and accessible online — which is mainly why I set up this site in the first place — wouldn’t that feel good? And better yet, gotten my act together and added photos that help bring those posts to life? And … um … and have I lost you by now?
Days have gone by and here I am, fiddling with this post again, trying a different pic. Meanwhile, since I seem to have little control over formatting the caption, let me rant on by saying how much I hate centered text. At least this theme (Chateau, should you wish to know, only with the cool little dealie above that first “a”) lets me use itals, which clears one line of text. Or did, until exasperated by the new editor I went back to the old, only to find myself exasperated because … oh, wait a minute. Apologies, WordPress. I’m back in the new editor and hey, it lets me resize the photo and caption both. Now by rights I should rewrite the caption because the old pic is history, but ya never know — I might plunk the old one back in too, just for old time’s sake. Next? Well, could I learn how to make that cool little dealie over the “a”? Will WordPress even let me? Time will tell. (Not that I’m fond of this three-word ending, but perfectionist syndrome has gotta go.)