oh writer’s block, i’ve missed you so…

i’m sitting in the dark in the ufc’s dining room waiting for her kid to fall asleep…

…and i got nothing.

not that he’s sleeping in the dining room – he’s in his bedroom, she’s in there as well, and i’m out here so i can write something to entertain you fine folks. had an idea earlier, right before we got to gamestop, right after we left plucker’s, and now…

…nothing.

i’ve literally sat her starting at the blank screen, then surfing around for a few minutes seeing if anything jogs an idea free, than back to the screen, for about twenty minutes now. in a minute i have to go wake her up (she always falls asleep in there next to him) so we can have a little “us” time before i get on the road home…and i can’t decide which is worse – the blank screen or the blank sheet of paper?

or the fact that when i went to type “sheet” i typed “sheep” at first? considering where my mind was about the “us” time that might be a whole different entry. sue me for growing up in a rural environment.

anywho…

so, i got nothing. this used to happen more often, but life’s been pretty fun and interesting lately, so i get good bits off it. like tonight’s lesson about wearing a shop shirt out to a busy restaurant but NOT having shop cards on you…or personal ones, for that matter; but that was part of my “tax refund money” plan but i don’t know if that gets to happen. i filed on the second, the ufc filed a few days later. she got her money today, and mine still shows as just “accepted” in the irs app, which is step one of three (accepted – refund approved – refund sent are the three steps, in case you’re curious) and while the fact i haven’t filed in a few years (on paper i didn’t make enough to have to do so the last two, didn’t have the funds to pay the previous two) might be what’s holding this up, i guess time will tell. if the money doesn’t come, it will be a disappointment (why does it seem most of my disappointments in life are financially based? money can’t buy happiness my ass!) but we’ll figure things out, i’m told.

and i actually had some of the most fun visits with my sister the last couple days i’ve had in forever, which was nice.

so, i guess i had some stuff to write about, i just needed to write about not having it to jar it loose. so do i erase the “i ain’t got shit” part of this? nah, fuck it…