I’m friends with lots of bloggers on Facebook, and even part of a crowdsourcing group for when people need input on a certain subject. And I always try to weigh in if I have a relevant anecdote, mostly because I like being helpful but also because maybe it will drum up a little traffic for ye olde blog. And that’s all well and good, until the death throes of my brain function (seriously. my memory loss is starting to legitimately concern me) I mix up two different threads. And come thisclose to sharing a potty training disaster post as my reference link on a question about parenting resolutions.
Although, to be fair, it is definitely a resolution of mine to not have to scrub bodily waste out of carpeting or off the windows ever again.
My favorite part of this story though, is that I actually spent a decent amount of time going back through my archives looking for the relevant post… that wasn’t actually relevant. And I reminded myself that, oh yeah, I actually kind of used to be a funny blogger. Back when I wasn’t straining my mental capacity just trying to remember the day of the week.
So I thought I’d start a new little feature where I share a post from the past. Reminding anyone still reading that once upon a time I had something to say, and maybe reawakening my inner blogger.
First up, this post, which brings back such special memories of the nightmare that was potty training Sophie. Don’t worry, there aren’t any pictures.