Last night I began a blog that was triggered by a pet peeve of mine. In retrospect it is the height of arrogance to believe that anyone is interested in my pet peeves. The word "peeve" is in and of itself enough to distract me from reading further. Nevertheless I was deep into philosophizing when I was interrupted. Thanks be to God! Were it not for the interruption I would have gone on and on for word after word explaining how I (the magnificent "I") felt regarding a volatile topic. Oh, spare me, from myself. Even I don't want to hear myself expound, pontificate and provide personal experiences adnauseum on the topic. I have no idea if I spelled "adnauseum" correctly. It means I could have gone on until I felt like puking, throwing up, hurling; you get the picture.
I am writing while surrounded by a multitude of tasks that beg doing in my home. My plan was to make a dent in those tasks today. Oops!
The day is hot. Southern hot with insects invading our privacy while brilliant sunlight threatens to blind the naked eye. O.K. You got me on that one. I am exaggerating! But is hot and that's a true fact.
Cleaning calls to me. Oh, goody! I can hardly wait. When, oh when, will my maid show up and insist on cleaning while I pursue my many interests. (guffaw!) That is funny. "many interests". Yeah, right! I am just going to start on my list of tasks without further ado!
Be happy! I could have pontificated on my original topic crushing your nature with the weight of my ponderous musings.
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