I’ve been avoiding my blog lately. It happens almost every time I teach another session of the Blog Writing Course. For one thing, I’m spending 25-30 hours a week on the laptop for work, and about the last thing I want to do at the end of a day of telling people how to blog is…well…blog.
So I’ve been keeping my life and my thoughts to myself, which isn’t really healthy for me, actually. I’ve noticed this strange twitch in my right cheekbone.
Share or twitch?? What a conundrum.
Ok. Why not start right out with the most disgusting factoid?
I had to have a mole removed. From my upper back. I think I’ve shared that I’m one chromosome shy of albino, so that fair-skinned curse, combined with about a hundred excruciating sunburns as a child, has put me right in the middle of the danger zone for skin cancer. I avoided it as absolutely long as possible, but then figured it was time for the dermatologist and I to get cozy, so that’s just what we did last week when he took a look and definitely categorized my mole as “suspicious.”
But instead of setting up a sting operation, or even setting up a neighborhood watch, he just pulled out a razorblade and took the thing to the pokey right then and there. I had no idea the justice system had become so proactive, let me tell you, or I would have avoided it a good bit longer!!
Anyway, I’m supposed to hear back from the doc this week whether the poor guy was really guilty or not. In the meantime, my cheekbone will be working overtime, I assure you.
So thanks for listening. Maybe it’ll give me a break for a few hours now.