That is the sound of a whip. Pretty good, eh?

Have come to an important realization today that when I was a little bitty thing I got this idea that I should not have fun because I needed to be very responsible for many things in the life of my family. Actually, I already knew that. What I realized today is that I have, in a sense, put myself into that same place through decisions made as an adult. More later. I just didn’t want to forget this idea because changes are necessary. (That’s not what the whip is about. I’m just usually feeling behind and guilty and the whip keeps me in line. Sort of.)