Mindless Rambling

How can it possibly be the last day of August? I double checked the calendar and alas, it is true. Since I promised one blog post a month and I haven’t published one for August, I’m currently sitting at my desk, hands on keyboard and starting to sweat. 
I should probably write a post about why I wait until the very last minute to create my blog posts each month. I mean, it could be therapeutic, if only I knew what the reason was. It could be related to my need for perfection. If I don’t write a post, it can’t be criticized for not being perfect. Or it could be fear of rejection. I mean, I could wallpaper my entire office with the rejections I’ve received the last couple of months as I query literary agents for representation of "The Seaside Crosses" (my third book). Or maybe it’s because I just don’t have anything to say because my life is so boring. (Insert eyeroll here). It’s very strange because I have never been a procrastinator. I was the person who would start working on a homework assignment the day it was given, even if it wasn’t due for a month. Or even a quarter. Oh Tammy, your nerdiness is showing. 
There’s also some good old guilt in play here, because shouldn’t I be writing about meaty important topics each month? Shouldn’t my blog posts be tackling serious world issues (like finding a cure for cancer, ending homelessness, finding world peace, stopping world hunger, etc.)? If the pen is mightier than the sword, shouldn’t I use my forum for something huge? I probably could, but at the end of the day, I’m just little old me. A girl who likes to write, mostly for entertainment. I don’t have the expertise for highly complicated topics. Or maybe I kind of do for some topics, but I’d rather write something that makes someone smile, or laugh out loud, or gives someone all the feels; mainly I want my posts to allow people to walk away (scroll away?) being glad they took the time to read it. 
Well, I’m almost at the size of a normal post, and all I’ve done is talk about my waiting until the very last day of the month to write and the potential reasons for it. I could have written about the exciting time we had planning and holding my daughter’s 40th birthday party this month. Or I could write about how absolutely wonderful my husband is (his suggestion for this month’s blog post). Or I could do what I’ve just done, basically Seinfelded it, wrote an entire post about absolutely nothing. But at the end of the day, maybe this was somewhat therapeutic. Or maybe I accomplished my mission and made someone somewhere glad they took the time to read about absolutely nothing in particular. Until next time.....(and hopefully next time isn’t the very last day of September), stay safe, healthy and happy, my friends.