150 words #13
I went to tenx9 storytelling last night and completely forgot about blogging until I was in bed and I was able to promise myself I could miss yesterday if I did two today, one in the morning and one at night.
The storytelling night is something I go to regularly and I love it. I don’t always tell stories although last night I did. Nothing earth-shattering, a simple tale of suburban domestic misunderstandings.
It was fun telling a story that had the most basic of narrative arcs and no real reason to exist beyond entertainment. Not unlike these 150 word blog posts I’ve started constructing, but more entertaining. (Wouldn’t be hard).
Meanwhile, the dog trainer thinks our dog might have low-level anxiety. So the training is going to be a bit more involved. Sigh. On the upside, the mister did fix the shower so it’s not leaking anymore.