Coming up on Midnight with Megs

I know, I know. Stop standing with your arms crossed and wipe that glare off your face.

I repeatedly attempt to write regularly on this beloved blog, then Things happen and I don’t keep it up.

Alas, you know how the saying goes, “If at first you don’t succeed, you’re a failure. Humbly accept this and move on.”

Or something. I’m not the best at proverbs. Or fortune cookies? Wherever the phrase came from.

I’ve accepted that I’m a failure, but being the warrior that I am, I will humbly move forward and try to write regularly once again.

No, no. Don’t admire me for having the strength to move on and attempt to write regularly once again. I’m just doing what any humble, but courageous, writer will do under these circumstances. Writing on.

Really, it’s no big deal.

Enough about me. I actually have to go to bed soon. It is 6:30 p.m., and I need to go to bed at 7 p.m.

That’s what heroes do.

So I’ll just give a forecast of what I expect to write about in coming months weeks.

(A) I don’t believe I have touched on my idea of what the teachers’ lounge looks like. Although I am friends with and a relative of teachers and may have stepped foot in one by now, I think we need to discuss what I’m certain it looks like on a workday, when it’s all teachers, all the time from 7 a.m. – 4 p.m.

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(B) Sure, I have my AA in Liberal Arts. My BA in Communication/Media Production. My MA in Communication Studies. I even have a Medical Transcription Certificate. But those are nothing, but nothing, compared to what I like to call my YouTube Degrees. We will take a walk down my YouTube Education Factory Lane and see what I have done to myself learned about cosmetology over the years.

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Don’t get excited. It wasn’t this bad. Although I did this to my dog…

(C) I think I should probably go ahead and have a regular update of Awkward Encounters of the Meg Kind. Something is bound to happen between now and the time I write it. If it hasn’t, I already have many awkward encounters, like the time when I forgot how to people, to write about.

Welp. It is 7 p.m. on a Saturday. Time for bed. Probably if I didn’t go to sleep before toddlers do, I would have a better time learning how to People.

 

 

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Author: Megs

I'm in my 30s and that's startling. This blog is about random observations that I make, because it seems that I have a unique perspective of the world. Join me.

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