Maybe It’s the Cat Water Talking
Yesterday, my neighbor stopped me as I was walking up to my apartment. I was kinda sweaty and out of breath because I walked to the grocery store and forgot that it’s a good 2 mile round trip and I did not dress appropriately for a pilgrimage. Effortlessly fabulous successful neighbor lady decided that this was prime time to drop the nuclear bomb of all questions…
"So, like, what do you do"
But the emphasis was all on the second “do” in this weird accusatory tone. Like maybe I don’t “do” much of anything.
I don’t know how to answer this question in the best of circumstances. I definitely don’t know how to answer it when the majority of my focus is on preventing a $4 bottle of Pinot Grigio from hitting the pavement. I looked at her and made some sort of non-committal noise that would have been accompanied by a non-committal hand gesture had I not been choke holding a soggy paper bag.
"Do you blog?"
And I said, without hesitation, “oh, yeah! Yeah, I do!”
Really enthusiastically. Like it was true and that is absolutely what I did. And then I pranced up the steps to my place like the proud little blogger that could.
So, here we are again.
Erin Maloney- Faux Blogger and Professional Liar