It's time to piss or get off the pot

My grandfather was famous for his goofy sayings. When my husband first met him, he found the way my grandpa talked hilarious and charming. The sayings were just annoying and embarrasing to me, having heard them over and over throughout my life.

You make a better door than a window.
Is there a hole in the ceiling or did you leave the light on in there?
I guess it's better than a kick in the ass with a frozen boot.

And a thousand more.

He's been gone eight years now, and I still think of those dumb sayings.

A bunch of stuff has happened to me lately. Good stuff. Sad stuff. Crazy stuff. Nothing really dramatic, just the ebb and flow of life, I guess. But introspection has been plentiful. So when I (finally!) opened my blog to write today, I decided that I just need to get my shit together and WRITE. Forget about figuring out some wonderful tidbit to share with the world every day. Good grief, who do I think I am? I'm an forty-something (!) woman, with a house, kids and job, a husband that sometimes irritates the hell out of me, a grandma I have to figure out a way not to feel guilty about, too much weight, and not enough time to do everything I want to do.

Just like a lot of people I know.

Just like everyone else in this world. Trying to figure out a way to be happy and make a happy life for my children.  I know that one thing that makes me happy is writing. And this blog is my vehicle. It's a small vehicle, but it's all mine.

So it's time to piss or get off the pot.