strike while the iron is hot... no?

i am so into florence and the machine right now.
they just keep getting better and better with everything i hear.
but i still find myself a bit embarassed to be blasting it when i am in my car.
i wonder if that's because it's a chick lead singer - and i have always been pretty heavily into the dudes?

let me explain why i am here.
i used to love blogging, as you know.
like, back in the day though.
and i want to get that back.
and i have been trying to devise a plan for years now on how i would get back into it.
and then i realized that i just need to do it when i am thinking about it.
but i don't get a lot of opportunity, you know, due to lexi and all.
and then keegan took lexi to franklin today to visit his parents... and they just got there... so i know i am on my own for the next 4 hours, and therefore i feel... stress free?
i mean, obviously keegan doesn't stress me out.
but lexi obviously does.
and while i miss them both, it's a really neat feeling to not have to worry about anyone for a few hours.
i certainly miss this.

i also realized to get the type of blog desired, i need to write while stoned, and constant.
no stopping.
because then i lose my train of thought.
even though this isn't much of a train of thought.
but i think it's sort of awesome to write stuff as it comes into your mind, and then read it later (hours, days, months, years) and laught about it.

i spent the morning at the big house preparing and dealing with a yard sale.
this is the last sale before the big house goes on the market.
i can't believe i am going to lose it.
i think when it actually sells i am going to seriously mourn.
it's the last part of my grandparents i have.
the shack doesn't count because it came into my life much later, it has a lot less to offer, and nan friggin died in it.

i literally keep stopping (even though i said i wouldn't) because i can't sing and type at the same time apparently.

ideally i would like to be eating lunch right now, because i really should get back to the big house.
and if i don't stop soon, i am going to get into some ongoing rant about how i can't believe how old we are and that we were teenagers like 10 years ago and how fucked up i think it all is.
did i mention i have a 1 year old?
geezus.